Happy Fathers' Day

Growing up in my day, a father was the breadwinner and the one who whipped you if you were bad. Mom would wait until Dad got home to tell of all the trouble you got into and boy it was not uncommon to hear Dad say: "Your ass is grass and I am the lawn mower."

Times started to change as Dad took a more nurturing role and actually spent quality time with the kids. (Not just the going on vacation every year, but real time to just be with the kids.) I made sure to do plenty of activities with my guys as I found it fun. Most now do, so the above I described is a thing of the past.

My father was old fashioned, but I still loved him dearly. He passed away from cancer at the age of 63 over eight years ago. I would love to spend another Fathers' Day to be with him.

For those who still have fathers with them, forgive their shortcomings as they are not perfect. I later learned of what sacrifices my father went through to put food on the table. He only later told us of being laid off and doing backbreaking work 12 hours a day for minimum pay.

I want to wish all the fathers out there a wonderful day, although everyday should be Fathers' and Mothers' Day.