Dad,
I can’t get away from your reputation. Everywhere I go. Everyone I talk to. Every event I attend. Everybody knows Pete.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard, “Is Pete your daddy?” Or have been introduced as, “Hey, you know Pete Reed, right? This is his son…” Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I look a little bit like you. Or maybe it has something to do with the fact that you’ve left a huge impression on so many people.
No matter where I go, your reputation precedes me.
And Dad, you may not know it, but you’ve made my life much easier.
Dads can make it extremely difficult on sons. Even after we leave home. But somehow you avoided ever doing that. And I don’t have to overcome barriers in Clarksville as I minister to people because I’m able to stand on your shoulders and your character. You have paved the way for me, people know and respect you, and I’ve inherited a respect that you’ve earned.
You’re leaving a lasting legacy. One I’m trying to live up to every day.
Your exemplary life at home and in the community causes others to look at me differently.
Thanks for always being a great Dad.
