Well with father's day this weekend and me technically starting this post yesterday (18th), I figured it was fitting to look back at father's day when I was a kid. For most people it usually means a grill out, doing something in the yard or a family get together with our aunts & uncles and cousins. But for us it was usually spent at home since both my parents lost their dads at a young age. So Mothers Day was reserved for that big extended family get together. Seriously it was big...10 kids in my mom's family.
One thing I'm proud to say is we never got my dad a tie for Fathers Day. Shoot I don't know if he's ever worn one let alone owns one. Well I take that back; I might have seen a grade school picture of him with a suit and tie of some sorts on. Oh and in his Army dress uniform but other than that my dad pretty much lives in his bibs & orange shirt. My dad didn't really have any hobbies other than collecting "stuff". It didn't matter what it was....bikes, old golf clubs, thingamajigs and a few things I didn't know the name for then and still don't now. I'm fairly certain he still has most of it too. He was always fixing something...and then fixing it again. You see he never truly fixed things...just got them working again; until they broke....again. So he was always getting parts for this and for that at various garage sales or junk yard and he was constantly tinkering on something. I tend to do the same thing. Trust me just ask my wife and take a look at our garage. I know a little about a lot of things and when you compound that with the procrastination gene my dad passed on to me and I'm a fairly dangerous man. Not necessarily dangerous in the fact that they put my life in danger because the things I attempt to fix are dangerous but in the fact that I'm sure my wife wants to strangle me in my sleep due to all the half started projects going on around our home. Though I prefer to consider them half finished.
So take a moment today and think back to that time when you were a kid and your dad was your favorite super hero and thank them for time well spent. Hopefully you can pass on some of those things you hold special in your heart that you did with your dad and pass that on to your kids so they can pass it on to theirs.
One thing I'm proud to say is we never got my dad a tie for Fathers Day. Shoot I don't know if he's ever worn one let alone owns one. Well I take that back; I might have seen a grade school picture of him with a suit and tie of some sorts on. Oh and in his Army dress uniform but other than that my dad pretty much lives in his bibs & orange shirt. My dad didn't really have any hobbies other than collecting "stuff". It didn't matter what it was....bikes, old golf clubs, thingamajigs and a few things I didn't know the name for then and still don't now. I'm fairly certain he still has most of it too. He was always fixing something...and then fixing it again. You see he never truly fixed things...just got them working again; until they broke....again. So he was always getting parts for this and for that at various garage sales or junk yard and he was constantly tinkering on something. I tend to do the same thing. Trust me just ask my wife and take a look at our garage. I know a little about a lot of things and when you compound that with the procrastination gene my dad passed on to me and I'm a fairly dangerous man. Not necessarily dangerous in the fact that they put my life in danger because the things I attempt to fix are dangerous but in the fact that I'm sure my wife wants to strangle me in my sleep due to all the half started projects going on around our home. Though I prefer to consider them half finished.
So take a moment today and think back to that time when you were a kid and your dad was your favorite super hero and thank them for time well spent. Hopefully you can pass on some of those things you hold special in your heart that you did with your dad and pass that on to your kids so they can pass it on to theirs.
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