by Kimberly Penix
When I was growing up, my dad was the hardest person to buy gifts for. He didn’t have any hobbies or interests that we could use as a good “go-to” gift starting point. He liked John Wayne movies, but after we had purchased a set of DVDs we couldn’t really take that much farther. He loved chocolate-covered cherries, but giving him $5 worth of candy just didn’t seem enough.
I tried all sorts of gifts through the years. Each one would be kept in the tissue paper it had been wrapped in and neatly put in his dresser drawers. (more…)