Some of my most cherished memories of dad were all the times he took time to go to comic book conventions with me. Dad was always a fan of Daredevil and I remember more than one piece of Comic book art he did for me as presents. I was watching the Netflix Daredevil series and found myself wondering how much dad would have liked the treatment they gave the character. I think he would have liked it.
I know at that point he didn't have much money, but he always found enough to make sure I never left a comic convention empty-handed. Those reflections of generosity mean a lot more when you grow up and realize how hard your parents worked for every dollar they gave you. I never asked and will probably never know some of the small sacrifices he probably made to ensure I always had something to read on those weekends.
These days I appreciate those Saturdays and Sundays more than I ever thought I could. 
Thanks, Dad.    

Top left: One of the many Ferrer family photos taken on Christmas Eve. Eddie, Dusty, David & Scott; Tony, Kathy, Brandy and Jennifer; Mary Ann, Dick, Amanda, Mike and Geoff; Joey

Top right: Dick in the Air Force with his mother, Helen

Middle left: 4 generations; Dick, Amanda, Dani and Aiden

Middle right: Dick with oldest two kids; Mike and Amanda

Bottom left: The last time all three kids were in Indiana together: Geoff, Amanda, Dick and Mike

Bottom right: 5 generations; Helen, Dick, Amanda, Jay and Serenity