Heroes Thread - Who's your favourite hero?

My hero is my late Uncle Paul, one of my Mom's brothers, who delayed starting his own life to take care of the family farm (and the family) after Grandpa William had a stroke that left him paralyzed on one side. Three older brothers had left already, leaving him as the eldest male sibling still living on the family farm. Paul stayed at home and ran the farm, didn't finish high school, didn't get a college degree, and didn't start his romantic life until after the issues with the farm were resolved over a matter of several years. He provided a role model for the rest of the family, showing the true meaning of "responsibility to family."
 
My dad, who moved away from what he sensed as the materialism and superficiality of the life of the north Chicago suburbs, in the beginning of the '70s, to raise a family in Wisconsin where he stayed working there for 50 years on near minimum wage and demonstrated that a perfectly fine family (of 7) was able to be raised on exactly that. He sacrificed himself for his family and never looked back. We are all extremely grateful to him for that. My mom was a professional pianist by that time but decided to raise kids instead of handing them over to someone else to be raised for 9 hours a day because she felt that would be best for us.
It was.

Two people living in total peace by doing things the right way and raising five successful children who were given everything they needed to know in order to take responsibility for their lives. Super grateful.
 
@Isaac it seems we have that in common, my daddy remains my hero, at 83 years old now, his level of intelligence still amazes me.
 
That's awesome! And the ages are similar to, mine is also 83
 
My hero is Sir Paul Mccartney. A fabulous bass player and singer songwriter. I had the privilege of meeting him (on a professional basis) for a couple of hours. He lived near us in Sussex and was often seen at the supermarket or around town, he had his haircut at a regular barbers. A really down to earth bloke and is friendly and polite. After the shock of chatting one to one with 25% of the Beatles he is just normal.
Col
 
It was years ago, Col, but I had the pleasure of chatting with a well-known recording artist as well.

The gentleman in question was Charlie Rich, "The Silver Fox" (as he was called). He was mostly a country-western singer but had some hits on the rock-n-roll charts. At the time I met him, he was riding the "hit power" of the song "Mohair Sam."

We met after the cast party following a concert headlined by Sonny and Cher. I played organ in the back-up (stage) band. I had a chance to be waved at by Sonny and to be snarled at by Cher, but that was OK by me. I just sat down trying to look inconspicuous. Charlie came over looking for a place to sit - which happened by chance to be next to me 'cause the sofas were already crowded.

He and I talked about careers as a musician. In fact he was partly responsible for me NOT being a professional musician. At the time I was at a crossroads and could have gotten a job as a touring artist for the Lowrey Organ Company, but my grades were good enough for grad school. Charlie explained to me the actual meaning of that country music phrase "My bus license plate is my address." He was a real gentleman and took the time to explain to me about his life for the ten years before his first hit, living from paycheck to paycheck and hoping the bus would make one more stop before it needed fixing. Because of Charlie Rich, I decided to go for grad school and that was how I became "Doc" with a PhD in Analytical Chemistry.

So I agree that sometimes the famous folks are just regular people if you can catch them in a good situation.
 

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