• When I was young, I got chased by a dog while wandering around on a fishing trip. My mom was the one yelling and holding her arms open for me. My dad was the man running straight past me in the opposite direction with eyes of fury to confront and stop the dog head on. My dad is our family backbone and the man who will always protect us.

    June 17, 2010 at 3:44 p.m.