He’s a coach. He’s a driver. He’s a grill master. He’s a friend. He’s my hero. He is my Dad, the one and only. My dad doesn’t wear a mask or a cape or even shiny boots, but he does wear a smile and a suit and sometimes golf slippers. Even though he cannot fly, he teaches me to soar. He has helped me excel in almost every area of my life, whether it was cheering me on at sports games or motivating me to finish schoolwork at late hours of the night. He always tells me, “There is nothing you can do but your best.” Even though he might get stressed sometimes or upset about “grown-up things”, he is always humbled enough to tell me how proud he is of me. A true hero’s pride lies in the people he helps rather than in his own accomplishments. My dad uses all his power and might to manifest goodness in me. A righteous hero never victimizes the helpless but helps them stand on their own two feet. My dad, though “tough-loving” at times, is always willing to reach out a hand and pick me up when I have fallen down. No matter what villains or crooks come my way, he always teaches me to do the right thing without justifying evil or allowing it to dampen the meaning of justice. Though he has never worked in law, he certainly feels strongly about the law. He has taught me to respect everyone, even if they disagree with me. If I hold steadfast to my beliefs, nothing can undermine my strength. My dad has been a catalyst for achieving my dreams thus far. He has helped me through high school and motivated me to prepare myself the best I can for college. When I fell into a bought of depression, my dad showed me how to overcome my feelings of worthlessness and showed me that through love, all things are possible. Someone or something can only be your kryptonite if you let it. My father always says, “Things happen. All you can do is keep living.” Heroes always seem to be immortal in movies, don’t they? My dad will be immortalized through all the lessons he has taught me and the love he has shared with me. My dad might not have super-speed, but he is always first to my side when I need help. He may not have super-strength, but he has been my rock through the rollercoaster of adolescence. He may not be able to read minds, but he can always tell when I am having an off day and knows how to set me back on track. Until I gain my own superpowers, I will not be able to fully repay him; however, he has taught me what it means to be a hero through example because he is MY hero.