Dad # 1 brought me to this world. He was not an easy man to relate by any means. He worked all day, was never one for quality time, was military in demeanor; most of the time I called him sir or you. Calling him dad was forced—hugs and kisses were rare and made me uncomfortable. He gave me a sense of independence and by incident the ability to forgive. As he became ill, I frequently took him to his appointments, it was then I saw a man with regrets, that he gave what he could give considering the way he was raised was a miracle. Years after his passing I can understand him and if there’s any regret it’s that I could only relate to him as child because we didn’t have enough time together.
Father #2 came as part of a bundle. When I put the ring on my wife I gained another family and another old man. This old man seemed much like dad #1 at first, not hard to understand as I was the DUDE that took his little girl away ( score one for Jack old man HA!). I have argued with him ( as any son would ) but these things have been rare–It turned out Dad #2 was nothing like #1. I have beers with him, I get him on my side to playfully harass the wifey (score one for Jack wifey, HA!) we go on vacations, I have taken his place on social occasions when he could not, I take him on medical appointments but among all those “I” above; the old man has given me his humor, his understanding, advice, his sensibility and above all his affection.
Calling him( # 2) dad has never been forced, he’s an open book and I can relate to him, he’s just DAD. The time we spend together is without regret and I’m confident when I call him DAD he’s cool with it…even though I’m the dude that took his little girl away.
To all men that take the title whether biological, adopted or by circumstance
!!!!!! HAPPY FATHER’S DAY !!!!!!
“A father carries pictures where his money used to be.” ~Author Unknown
“A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.” — James Dent