I found the gift I'd be buying my dad for his birthday this year.... If I could get over the possibly genetic horror we would both feel at paying $45 for a t-shirt.
I'll never forget him telling me about his own vision quest -- I think it was in White Sands? He said in taking the journey he was really asking questions that were, at the time to him, of terrible importance.
After days of fasting and walking through the desert, presumably high out of his mind, his one transcendent vision was of....
In retrospect he told me he thinks he was just really really hungry. And possibly had a potassium shortage.
After a few years of life next to my dad -- fading in the salt air, acquiring some epoxy burned holes, and a nice gentle yellowing from cigarette proximity -- I'd take this shirt back and sell it on etsy for $150, and buy my dad the new knotmeter from West Marine he'd have wanted in the first place.