Today's Father's Day and I'll be drinking coffee, eating donuts, and going hiking. It's my day, dang it. But it's not really about me as much as it is about my father.
More and more I've been accused of being my father. Usually it comes out like this.
Amy: Where'd you go this weekend, Henry?
Henry: We went to Walla Walla. The town so nice they had to name it twice. Ha ha ha ha!
Amy: <Looking at me> Ok, Jack.
You see, that's one of my father's favorite jokes. And there are more where that came from. But more than just jokes and mannerisms, it's the dedication to his kids that is the most important lesson my father taught me.
It means that I'll put adult adventures aside so I can spend time with the kids and help them see the value in putting others before themselves. If I do my job as well as my father did, they will teach their kids the same lesson. Then someday they'll look back on me like I look back at my father.