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Mr.Frank Page Hurst, my Daddy, the one the only turns the big 60 today!! Let me tell you a little something about that dapper young man in the photo. When I walk into a room with my Dad I feel a sense of pride to be known as his daughter. I can’t wait to introduce all my friends to him, because I know, know matter what kind of of person they are they are they are going to love my Dad. He gets along and LOVES everybody and I mean everybody. I have never heard him say a negative word about anyone, a trait that I much admire. All the girls think he’s handsome and the men think he’s cool. His thick brown hair parted and combed perfectly to the side has been a topic of many conversations among young men. I have had complete strangers come up to me and tell me how amazing my father’s hair is. Really it is quite something to see. He is a man of all trades, he skis like a pro (he was a ski instructor back in the day), surfs, fishes, hunts, he’s a boater, golfer, and can grill a mean steak. I’ve only heard him say one curse word (and that was in the past year). He is an incredible dressed men, always classic, the staff at Ralph Lauren know him by name and come running the moment he steps in the store. He has had success in all walks of life. He’s a wonderful son, brother, husband, business man, father, and friend. It’s good to be Frank Hurst’s daughter, because what he is best at doing is making you feel loved. I know my Daddy loves me, oh yes I do. This girl will never have any Daddy issues I can guarantee that. We often catch my Dad just starring at us from across the dining room table and when eye contact is made he just gives a little smile and a hand cuped wave. He hugs and kisses us and tells us how cute we look all the time. I love him so much and am beyond honored to call him my Daddy. Happy Birthday Dad! I love you!
