May 17, 2005
I used to always get tagged to go to my boys elementary schools and participate in the “This Is What My Dad Does For A Living” days because of my somewhat “unique” profession.
If you are not familiar with these, it is where the poor, unsuspecting dad shows up at school and has to try and entertain a room full of kids for 30 minutes by telling them about his exciting job. I seem to remember having about four minutes of quality dialogue and then trying to pad the rest of the time with drawing funny pictures and telling jokes.
I came across some old letters I received after speaking to Peters first grade class several years ago. I will share some of the more interesting ones with you this week.