Every year for the last 40 years I have observed Father’s Day without a Father. My Father died very young and that in turn meant I was very young. I always thought it very odd that being they only kid in school who didn’t have a Dad. Every Father’s Day my teachers would have me make a Father’s Day gift. When I would remind them I didn’t have a father they would say…give it to one of your brothers. That response would seem kind of insensitive to the outside world but to me it was like ‘okay’. It was a response I was used too.
Do I miss not having my Dad…yes I do. Everyone who has ever met my Dad loved him and thought highly of him. He was a fair minded man who understood responsibility and family. He lived his brief life to the fullest. I hope that one day I can be the person he was in his lifetime.