My father drew this in 1935 for his mother. Every time I look at this, I’m reminded of how much of a beautiful soul my father was.

why wont you come on home? i built us a flying machine. we'll go where you want. we'll sail the seven seas. i hope everything's right in Kyle's dreams.
My father drew this in 1935 for his mother. Every time I look at this, I’m reminded of how much of a beautiful soul my father was.
If Michael Bay were in the room with me when I saw this, we would look at each other, give each other an exploding high five and yell “LET’S DO THIS SHIT!”