Setting the stage for Fathers Day let me say this. My dad is the F###ing best. In 1975 he rode a beat to hell old yellow steel Raleigh to his job and would carry me around on his back. Tomorrow we’ll quietly sneak in a few hours on the road bikes tomorrow. Later this week he’ll be back at T-Town whipping his track bike around the Velodrome. A singer once sang “people come and people go, some grow young some grow cold”. I’m incredibly lucky in the cosmic lottery to have an amazing father who at 71 keeps getting younger. Happy Father’s Day Dad. Don’t ever stop being a #radDad and thanks for everything.