Heading west.

For as long as I can remember my Dad has been traveling for work every few months. Weather it was to Toronto, Italy or the United states I’ll never forget standing at the front door of our home waving goodbye. When I was 7 my dad asked me if I wanted to go with him to Toronto for a two-week business trip. That summer was the first of many. Since then I’ve been to Toronto, Italy and the United States along his side to learn the ropes of the family business. Sitting in two hour meetings, interacting with adults with grownup jobs and watching my dad do what he does best is a kind of education that a teacher simple can’t teach.