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Happy Birthday to my Dad 2020 edition
Nov. 14th, 2020 08:39 amThere was a PSA that aired a number of years ago from the fatherhood.gov site of an older woman hearing someone chanting in the courtyard. She looks out to see a full-grown man doing a cheerleading routine. The camera pulls back to find his daughter next to him doing the routine as well. The voice over says, “take time to be a dad today.”
My father did take the time to be a dad to brothers, sister, and me.
He would take us out on errands with him. We would go to the hardware store or a book store or wherever he needed to go.
Once a year he would take each of us to work with him where we were able to explore the physic department and play, under supervision, lasers. He would explain the experiments he was working on.
At museums he would give us the history behind either the movement like cubism or the painter or the history that created that work of art. He has a passion for art that he passed onto us.
He took us to Lionel Playworld and let us walk around pointing things out that we liked. Some of those items would show up under the tree or on hour birthday.
He has a good eye for clothing for us when we were kids as does my mom.
He listened to us tell him what probably endless stories of our day or the tale we created while we played.
He read to us. I have fond memories of sitting in his lap as he read me from picture books and classics of children’s literature. In that he instilled a love of reading in all of us.
I still have my camp letters and the doodles he did in those letters in the margins.
One of my biggest regrets is I have no drawing skills.
He taught us tool safety and photography. He taught us basic car care. He made sure we walked out of the house and into adulthood with practical knowledge along with intellectual knowledge.
We did word of the day at the dinner table along with bad puns and shaggy dog stories. Discussions of the situations in the world were part of my growing up.
Even when he was busy, he had time for us.
Happy Birthday Dad!
I love you very much. Hope the day is good to you.
Love
Kath
I am grateful for everything my dad taught me,
My father did take the time to be a dad to brothers, sister, and me.
He would take us out on errands with him. We would go to the hardware store or a book store or wherever he needed to go.
Once a year he would take each of us to work with him where we were able to explore the physic department and play, under supervision, lasers. He would explain the experiments he was working on.
At museums he would give us the history behind either the movement like cubism or the painter or the history that created that work of art. He has a passion for art that he passed onto us.
He took us to Lionel Playworld and let us walk around pointing things out that we liked. Some of those items would show up under the tree or on hour birthday.
He has a good eye for clothing for us when we were kids as does my mom.
He listened to us tell him what probably endless stories of our day or the tale we created while we played.
He read to us. I have fond memories of sitting in his lap as he read me from picture books and classics of children’s literature. In that he instilled a love of reading in all of us.
I still have my camp letters and the doodles he did in those letters in the margins.
One of my biggest regrets is I have no drawing skills.
He taught us tool safety and photography. He taught us basic car care. He made sure we walked out of the house and into adulthood with practical knowledge along with intellectual knowledge.
We did word of the day at the dinner table along with bad puns and shaggy dog stories. Discussions of the situations in the world were part of my growing up.
Even when he was busy, he had time for us.
Happy Birthday Dad!
I love you very much. Hope the day is good to you.
Love
Kath
I am grateful for everything my dad taught me,
