I had a moment with my dad this summer when he was reflecting on things and said "I'm just happy to see that my kids are doing then I ever did" and I said "fuck that, you did more than anyone could ever ask for". He married my mom who had 2 kids, adopted us, he was happy to be able to work so that she could stay home and raise the kids, had my 2 brothers and at 58 is as hard working and blue collar as they come.
There was a day that always stands out for me. He got hurt at work when he was tightening down a high tension spring on a truck dock he was installing, The spring gave way, the wrench spun back and hit him in the face, splitting his forehead wide open and he fell off his ladder. He was bleeding all over, took off his work shirt to try and suppress the bleeping and drove himself to the hospital. When he called my mom we were just getting home from school and went to go get him. On the way down our van started to act up. I don't remember what exactly was wrong with is because I was 10-ish? but what I'll never forget is he diagnosed the problem (I believe it was a thermostat), called my grandmother(his mom) to bring the part, and with stitches in his head(and at the time a potential fractured skull) and an arm in a sling/sprained ankle from the fall, fixed it and we drove home. Then the next morning he attempted to go to work in that condition, my mom and his boss talked him out of it and he stayed home. Still though I know he doesn't think of himself in this way, but he's a total badass, and even though I do my best to follow his example I know I'll never really be what he is, and still admire the hell out of him.