when I was a youngster, I told my dad I wanted to hitchhike through
Europe....my plan was to be gone for a year...
My dad said fine and opined I'll be back in 3 months...
3 years later I knocked on his door....said....I'm back....now I want to build a
boat and see the rest of the world...once again, this time, he opined that I'll never complete it...3 years later I sent him a
photo of me and my
boat as I left.....
Um....that was 40 years ago now......still goin'....