To my father: You handed me a screwdriver when I asked for action figures. Learning to solder before most kids my age had learned how to catch a ball had a profound affect on me. In a child's mind (at least to mine), being gifted with the ability to take things apart and put them back together held far more magic than any ball and glove ever could. First being shown by you, then being guided by you, and finally given trust and free reign to do whatever I wanted to do is what inspires me to this very day.
To my mother: You showed me how to fill the holes in the wall made by that screwdriver dad gave me. Actually, you showed me how to do (and cope with) all sorts of things. My heart is only half as big as yours, and yet even so, is sometimes ...
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