“My father believed in hard work, and I believe that’s how my father expressed love […] I think for my dad it was about getting up early and working hard and making a better life for his kids, and that’s what this man did. Every Christmas in the post office there was something called ‘The Pressure;’ it’s when the mail started to build up and all the postal workers were working 12-hour shifts all the time and it was a crazy amount of work they were doing […] And he worked his ass off the whole month of December, but every Christmas morning he would wake up with me, and my brother and my sisters and help put the presents together. And he must have been bone tired, but he did it, and he never mentioned how tired he was.” (>>)