Friends

 My Dad was undeniably my best friend.  He didn't follow sports, which I liked.  He didn't spend time fishing, which I enjoyed.  But he did spend time with me.  As a teacher he had summers off and painted houses in our community for his summer income.  He invited me to join his paint "gang" when I became a high school junior.  I learned the "tricks of the trade" from his tutelage and patience.  I suppose not many persons get a chance to work closely with their parent like I did.  But the time spent together was invaluable to me.

"We became friends, not just father and son.,"

                    unkown