Treasure Hunting

To my son Tommy,

Your mother said to me today "I married my father" as she joked about the similarities between your PopPop and your dad. I retorted that I married my mother and she got the better end of the deal. Of course pissing off your mom is never smart but that is for a whole other post.

Anyways, I was headed down to the beach to do some metal detecting with your PopPop's spare detector. He took me out the other day and showed me the ropes. Ever since I was a kid your age, I dreamed of treasure hunting. I dreamed of finding Atlantis or El Dorado or some other riches untold. Of course in two days of metal detecting I have gather a little over two bucks in coin, some plastic beach toys, and a couple nice sea shells.

After ten minutes of hunting, PopPop showed up to hunt and show me some nice spots. As I watched him work the beaches masterfully, I thought your mother was correct. She did marry her father. But the thing is, that is not a bad thing. All your grandparents are amazingly great people, so any comparison to them should be a compliment. As you grow up you will be compared to your parents and grandparents and relatives. You should be honored. Because even though today I was looking for treasure in the sand, the real treasure is, as always, family.

Sincerely with live from your dad,
Leo