This week for the YA Indie Carnival, we’re celebrating Father’s Day. I decided to dedicated my post entirely to the best dad I know–my brother, Chip. (He’s also the best brother in the world, but that’s not what we’re here to discuss today.) My siblings and I are several years apart (like 20 years) and we never had the typical relationships that families do. We pulled pranks, sure, but we never lived together at any point in time, so we didn’t fight or drive each other nuts. When I got to see him, we were too busy having fun.
Despite the fact I’m his baby sister, Chip’s always treated me as an equal, even when I was a kid. He’d let me read to him for hours, put up with my begging to go for a walk in our forest or throw a ball around outside. My favorite part of his visits were creeping into his room around 10 or 11 am (knowing full well he didn’t get there and in bed til 2 or 3am) and pouncing on his bed to wake him up. Most guys would probably be really annoyed, but Chip always expected it and always, always laughed when I did it (instead of kicking me out or yelling at me like I’m sure some brothers would). Now he just laughs like hell when I stay with him and his boys do it to me-he swears it’s karma. But my brother has always had my back and supported every decision I’ve ever made, no matter what. He’s the one I’d write papers about for school hero projects or I’d write stories with a main male character based off him. (Smart, VMI strong, and with a distinct notion of right and wrong, he was always the perfect hero to fight off dragons in my 4th grade stories!)
Chip and his boys, Owen and Colin, for their pirate birthday adventure! (See, that’s dedication. He even made the map and went digging for treasure. And got lots of “tattoos”)
Chip is the best dad ever. He’s firm with the boys but makes sure they always have lots of laughs. He’s a Cub Scout dad, a soccer coach, a teacher, advisor and historian. He’s always been one of the smartest people I know (his knowledge base is seriously broad), the first person I go to for advice, and his parenting skills are amazing–between him and Mary (my sister-in-law), those boys are practically college-bound already with their smarts, manners, and conversations. He encourages their creativity, can draw just about anything, plays Star Wars and builds Lego castles (he should’ve been an artist or engineer, I swear), and then makes dinner on top of all that. He’s amazing.
When thinking about books to recommend for Dads, I automatically think of Game of Thrones. My husband is flying through them and while I don’t know if Chip’s read all of them, he’s definitely read a couple of them. Another reason my brother and I have always gotten along so well is what we have in common-we love a good fantasy story that sweeps us away into another realm. He’s more into sci-fi and high fantasy than I am, but it’s still a great way to discuss books because he’s always able to talk fantasy books. He talked about Game of Thrones before the show came out, so he’s even hipster-cool!
I’ll also want to include my brother’s very favorite book, at least it was when he was a kid: The Hobbit. I always, always think of him when I see anything to do with Lord of the Rings. I’m SO excited for the movie just because I think he’ll be so stoked about it (nevermind that the guy playing Watson from BBC’s Sherlock is playing the Hobbit!!)
I could also add that Chip is (so far) really enjoying Gifted, too 😉 He left me a voicemail just the other day, raving about how he could see Angel, the Influencer, being played by Antonio Banderas (but you have to say it with a Spanish accent or it doesn’t count…and lots of exclamation points).
My brother, my hero, my friend. Happy Father’s Day, Chip. (143)
For other great authors participating in the Indie Carnival, go check out their Father’s Day book picks!
7. Rachel Coles, author of Into The Ruins, geek mom blog
9. Patti Larsen, The Hunted series and The Hayle Coven series
13. M. Leighton, Blood Like Poison Series, Madly, The Reaping
15. Madeline Smoot, Missing, Summer Shorts, and The Girls