'I may not be “Jim Kelly big muscles,” but I am my dad’s daughter! I learned early on the wisdom and joy of doing what he said and striving to meet his expectations. For example, I can’t recall when I learned how to look someone in the eye and give a firm handshake but I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember—because that’s what he taught me to do. “Erin, when I introduce you to someone, you look them in the eye and give a firm handshake,” he’d say sternly. And he didn’t just tell me once or twice; he made it very clear that that’s what Kellys do (and in case it hasn’t hit you yet, I realized I was a Kelly at a very young age). It’s called respect, and he made sure I understood what it meant and looked like in the most practical way from my most tender years—eye contact and a firm handshake.'