I have been listening to the Foo Fighters lately. They have a song that when I listen to the chorus I think of my dad. It is certainly not the style of music that brings him to mind. I doubt my dad would ever listen to the song it’s really not a style that he would care for. But the words bring a lump to my throat when I think of Him. I know that as a child and maybe even now most people would have said that I am a mama’s boy, but I have always (at least as long as I can remember) wanted to be just like my dad. I don’t think I have really ever told anyone this but as a child I was jealous of my older brother because he was named after my dad. It bothered me to the point that I decided that when I had children of my own I would not name any after myself to avoid the same frustration for my children, thinking back on it now I realize that it was kind of silly. My dad is an ordinary dad who loves his family. But to me he has always been extraordinary. And that is why he is my hero.
“My Hero” By the Foo fighters
Chorus
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary
