Today is my Dad’s birthday. I’m not going to wax poetic about what a lovely guy he is since I already did that at Father’s Day. I will say though that I wish I could be in Michigan with him to share Mexican food and birthday cake. If nothing else I wish I was there to talk politics with my Dad, or to talk about books or movies or to share a box of doughnuts. When you’re not yelling for absolutely no reason Dad — you’re pretty great. Happy Birthday Pop!!