Happy Daddy's Day!
Today is Father's Day. I don't get into "made-up" holidays like this one but I will pause to give thanks to my father. He shaped me, led me, and left me too soon.
Dad died of a heart attack in 1979, just a month after his 49th birthday. I was out on my own by that time, but I lost my best friend that day. I had called him that morning because I had an extra ticket to the Pirates' game, but he was at church working on something. I went without him.
Dad emphasized three attributes in life, and he followed them all. He didn't want me ever to smoke, swear, or drink. As time has passed, I have learned that obeying two out of three wasn't good enough. I now pass on alcohol and am trying to make it a hat trick for my father.
Dad died of a heart attack in 1979, just a month after his 49th birthday. I was out on my own by that time, but I lost my best friend that day. I had called him that morning because I had an extra ticket to the Pirates' game, but he was at church working on something. I went without him.
Dad emphasized three attributes in life, and he followed them all. He didn't want me ever to smoke, swear, or drink. As time has passed, I have learned that obeying two out of three wasn't good enough. I now pass on alcohol and am trying to make it a hat trick for my father.
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