you go, dad!

Reading Facebook posts by people in my family and by acquaintances I've met in person mostly leaves me feeling annoyed, upset, disappointed, or down. Not all posts are like that; some are good, but there are enough of the other kind so that I don't feel like I'm missing much when I go for weeks without checking Facebook. (This is in contrast to my other FB account which is connected to people like you, whom I know from online; although I don't read it very often either due to time constraints.)

But my dad's FB page is a pleasant exception. I've found that he shares a lot of my views, and he seems so sane and wise compared to most other people on FB.

I suppose maybe I got my views from him to begin with, through some kind of osmosis. Though I never realized that while growing up, as my family never talked about politics or history or things like that back then, that I can recall.