This is just a small part of who my daddy was. I used to buy things to do up my bedroom and my Dad never refused to do things. I helped him when I could. Cooked meals, made his "piece" box for work. If I used his car, I paid for petrol. He thought I did it because I  felt obliged but I did it because I wanted to. I even bought him a new car battery for Valentine's. I would run into his bosey as a toddler when he came home then at the age of 17ish I met him from work at our motorbikes, then years on it his car. I love my hero and I hope he knew it.