Coach

Dad,
Remember when I was a teenager (no? you've erased those years from your memory?) and you told me I had too much eyeshadow on and I was real mad?
Thank you for being honest.
Remember the time you walked in the house with a  faux arm sleeve tattoo? 
Thank you for showing us how to have fun.
Remember when I was training for a marathon and you rode your bike next to me to keep me company for 8 miles? 
Thanks for giving me your time.
Remember when it was just the two of us standing outside the church moments before we were going to walk down the aisle and a car load of guys drove by and said, "DON'T DO IT!"
Thanks for laughing with me!

Maybe you don't remember them, but I have a gazillion great moments in my life because of you. 

Happy Father's Day!
I love you!

PS- Remember that new car you gave me when I turned 16!?!  Oh, wait, me either.  Mine had one hubcap, but thanks again.