My father and I at the Trevi Fountain in Rome.
With Father’s Day around the corner, The Root Salon team wants to recognize the great dads out there. Here are our stories about the awesome dads we know…
My father is an accomplished and well-respected artist. However, his first job was always being my Dad.
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Fixing my sandal in Normandy, France.
Growing up, my Dad’s career required him to travel a lot — all over the world. He couldn’t bear the thought of being away from me for long, so he always took me with him.
Together we trekked all over Europe, Morocco, Portugal and countless other countries.
I sat with him while he painted on location. I cherish that time. Instead of leaving me with a nanny, he gave me the gift of culture and amazing experiences that shaped who I am today.
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