Father’s Day gives me back my swagger
Father’s Days don’t usually create memories with legs. One thing I remember about this day is Jim Bunning pitched a perfect game on it when I was younger than young.
Most other years are not marked by anything the world remembers. We Dads remember these days because our little ones would give us tracing on construction paper of their hands made at school. Or maybe we’d open a gift we knew came from the other parent on behalf of the kids. Or maybe it was a Sunday when we went out to eat followed by a stop at the ice cream store.
For some reason, this Father’s Day makes me feel more special. It could be because I got a card and a call from my NYC based daughter, Beth along with a call from my son, Adam in Saigon.
These contacts make me wish they were closer to home and my company. I like the adults my children have become. They’re both doing what they want to do which makes me admire them more.
When we were raising our children, my wife, Lyn and I often would say, “Roots and wings” to outline what was important to give our children.
On this day, I am reassured our efforts have borne fruit. I walk around with a bit more swagger today than normal.
This is the gift our children give us that really matters.