This one's for you, Dad.
Jerry Rademaker is a great man. If his mother hadn't named him Gerald Edward, we would have certainly named one of our sons after him. He is kind. He works hard. He is the most peculiar combination of smart and goofy, surprising and predictable, gentle and impatient. He is good with a spatula and a shaker of seasoning. He retains gobs of useless information (with a whole lot of useful stuff thrown in). He is good with babies and son-in-laws and strangers on the street. He brushes his teeth for an insane amount of minutes every morning, and reads the entire paper on the john while draining two giant mugs of black coffee. My mom says, "Your father has two speeds: 1,000,000 miles per hour, and asleep."
|My dad with his sister, Jan, and his brother, Dick|