With Father’s Day just a couple of days away, Dirty Jobs host Mike Rowe took some time recently and wrote one heck of a story, giving us some insight into what his childhood was like. One of the qualities most people seem to like (including me) about Mike is that he’s an average guy. Whatever fame and fortune he may have amassed hasn’t turned him into some sort of celebrity. After reading his recent blog entry about his childhood, I say that he really is like everyone. His trials and tribulations as a child are fairly universal. Just about everyone can share a similar tale.
Here’s a snippet from Mike’s entry:
My Mother had grown tired of watching hamburgers and hot dogs slip through the cracks, and desired a table with a solid surface. “Am I asking too much, John? I know it’s terribly unconventional, but really, couldn’t we just try eating on a table without any holes in the top?” My father maintained the table was just fine the way it was. “What’s the big deal? It’s not like we entertain out here.” With a staple gun and three roofing shingles, the offending gaps were covered, as my mother looked sadly on. “There you go, Peg. Good as new!”