My dad spent most of his time at work when he worked for El Patio, he was a size 42 waist liked to drink scotch on the rocks and smoked cigarettes this is why he had his first heart attack at 30...

I remember when he would come home from work and bring his money bag and he had a Chihuahua named chico and would put hos money bag down and chico would go lay on it to protect it now chico was an ankle biter me n my brother were scared of him he would not let us get near him only if my dad had him. We wouldn't even be able to go to my parents room without him chasing us back dwn the hall. Lol 

My dad liked helping people out, so one day we went to HEB and a guy came up to us and asked for money cuz he was hungry and wanted to sell my dad his watch, my dad said you're hungry the guy said yes so he took him in HEB and got him a loaf of bread some sandwich meat and something to drink and gave it to him and told him to stay safe that was a lesson learned for me to help those in need and never turn anyone down if they need food...