OK Peeps, it’s Friday afternoon, the sun is finally shining in South West PA, and there is nothing, I mean ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, I would rather be doing than sitting on the back porch drinking beer with my Dad! I love Kid Rock, and it is widely known that if he comes to the ‘bury looking for me, I AM GONE! I always felt like ‘drinking beer with dad’ was just one of those songs, you know, that was written for folks like me! I may love it even more now that my dad is gone, and especially on these sunny days when I fondly remember getting Friday afternoon text messages from my Dad to meet him for a beer (and I would clock out of work a little early). XOXO Cheers Dad!

“We’d hem and haw, we’d cuss and fight

But that’s where I learned life’s best advice

We’d talk about when I (he) was young and bad

Sometimes he’d make me fightin mad

Best education I ever had

Was out there on the back porch drinking beer with Dad”

Thank you Kid Rock!