It's my dad's birthday.

Check out that handsome devil.

My dad passed a way a few years ago, but I still like to mark his birthday.He was born on November 4, 1944 hut I could never remember the year when he was alive, which seems pretty silly when you realize it's just all 4's! How did I not notice that before?

On days I remember significant anniversaries in my dad's life I like to go back and read this piece my brother Sean wrote about him. It's really great.

I share a lot of my dad's qualities—both the good and the bad, that's for sure.

So if you have a moment, feel free to send a toast my dad's way on what would have been his 69th birthday today.