Fathers Day

Dad's Day

Today is fathers day. My father is hundreds of miles away, and I'm not likely to see him until Christmas. Everyday, and with the passing of the years, I finds myself becoming more and more like him. Be it the way I'll say something, the way I think about something, or my general attitude about something.

I've worked with kids for years, mostly as a disciplinarian, and a lot of the things I've said to them were things my father said to me. No, not the "You dipshit!" or "Your ass is grass!" comments, but the "What were you thinking? You weren't thinking!"

Life at home wasn't all about reprimands and strict rules. There were many good things, like learning to throw a baseball, learning basic carpentry, plumbing, electrical, & mechanical stuff. There was always the knowledge that dad could fix everything and that problems could always be solved. It's taken me years to appreciate this. I was driving around listening to Led Zeppelin, and I realized that there was a very good possibility that my dad was doing the same thing, in the same type of car, when he was my age.

So, I've come to accept my fate, that even if I don't have children of my own, I have a pretty good foundation to build off of. Well, certainly better than these guys.