Here’s a picture of my dad.
He’s in his late 70’s. I could write for months about my dad and you would think I was fictionalizing his life, but there would be no need to. He is “a character” by some people’s standards. He can make my kids laugh like nobody’s business one minute and the next be explaining in depth physics concepts to them and they are fascinated.
The one thing you can count on with him, is that you never know what will happen when he’s around. There is no controlling the man. While on our vacation I left for 5 minutes and came back to find PR (age 13) smoking a cigar with his Grandpa.