Looking back, I know I wasn't the easiest girl in the world to raise. Smashed cars (Dad's beloved Mustang convertible), changed report card grades and many a questionable boyfriend would have made any dad's balding hair stand on end.
Hank, my ever-wise father, had a saying for every stupid move I made. At least it felt that way. Instead of the "told-ya-so" routine, he would whip out a time-honored adage in the form of a soft-toned proverb. So now I will share them with you.