This is my Dad . . . Walter Dave Wyler. He is one amazing guy. Full of energy and fun. I'm told he was up with the sun and out riding his bike when he was little. I hope my boys are just like him. Here he is with my Grandpa, whom I love and miss so much.
There's no doubt that my Dad loves my mom, he has since they were 16. I'm grateful for all they've taught me, it has helped me become the wife and mother I am today.
When I was little I remember my dad telling me I could do anything a boy could do. He motivated me to set my standards high and to be my best. He always expected A's on my report card and I will always be grateful that he pushed me so hard to get a good education.
My dad has and still does work hard to provide for our family. But when he isn't working hard, he's playing hard. We always took the best family vacations, usually to Mammoth where we'd fish, and camp and hike. I'm glad he instilled a love for nature in my life.
My last semester at BYU my dad drove up to Provo to help me move all my stuff home. He was there for a few days, we went skiing/snowboarding together and had so much fun. I'll never forget that trip and how close I think it brought us together. It wasn't until I was older and especially after having my own children that I realized how much my Dad loves me and how much he sacrifices to make sure I'm happy. He is so generous. There's never been a day that I haven't felt safe and loved. Thank you Daddy. I love you and Happy Father's Day!