Dear Dad,
Today I am wearing that sweatshirt. You know, the snowboarding one you bought me when I was in high school. I remember pulling it off the rack and longing for the image of what the sweatshirt promised, "Authentic Roxy Snowboard Riding". I was super into snowboarding and the image that came along with it. I didn't think I would ever own the shirt, I was just looking and maybe drooling. When you asked me if I wanted it I thought it was so you could take a mental note and get it for me for Christmas. So I told you, "Um yeah that would be awesome." "I'll buy it for you." You said. I tried to tell you that you didn't have to because I knew we were in an overpriced sporting good's store and I could find one much cheaper some place else. But you insisted! So I thanked you and was excited to have it. Whenever I wore that sweat shirt I loved it's warmth and the image that came with it. It told the world I was a snowboarder and that made