Post by billmcdee on Jun 21, 2015 6:22:11 GMT -5
I'm not aware what other nations celebrate or observe Father's Day, and if they do so on the third Sunday of June every year, but that's what we do here in the United States.
Yesterday, in the "Show Your Stuff" thread, I did some "Break the Bank" artwork based on the 1976 version. I entitled that thread "My proudest accomplishment."
That only applies to game show art. My truest and proudest accomplishment, the only one that truly matters, is being a Dad to my son who will just completed his sophomore year of high school.
Indeed this is for me a bittersweet holiday. With my son's condition, we tend to lack the so-called "normal" Father-Son relationship. That being said, I love him, not in spite of how he is, rather, because of who he is, and I would not want to have him any other way either.
It is a bittersweet holiday for me too because this will mark the 37th Father's Day since my Dad's untimely passing back in July of 1978. He would have been 80 this year. And while 80 is certainly not young, it's certainly an attainable age in this day and age. It gives me great pause to think he was just 43 years old when he died, and now here I am just starting the 2nd half of my 48th year of this life.
I know not how many of you have your Dads still in your life, or what kind of relationship you have with them, but I hope for those of you who still do have your Dad, that it's a loving and fulfilling relationship.
And for those of you who are, like me, Dads yourselves, Happy Father's Day.
A poem and an accompanying picture of Dad and me, circa 1970, I would have been around 3 and a half years old when this was taken.
Respectfully,
Bill
Yesterday, in the "Show Your Stuff" thread, I did some "Break the Bank" artwork based on the 1976 version. I entitled that thread "My proudest accomplishment."
That only applies to game show art. My truest and proudest accomplishment, the only one that truly matters, is being a Dad to my son who will just completed his sophomore year of high school.
Indeed this is for me a bittersweet holiday. With my son's condition, we tend to lack the so-called "normal" Father-Son relationship. That being said, I love him, not in spite of how he is, rather, because of who he is, and I would not want to have him any other way either.
It is a bittersweet holiday for me too because this will mark the 37th Father's Day since my Dad's untimely passing back in July of 1978. He would have been 80 this year. And while 80 is certainly not young, it's certainly an attainable age in this day and age. It gives me great pause to think he was just 43 years old when he died, and now here I am just starting the 2nd half of my 48th year of this life.
I know not how many of you have your Dads still in your life, or what kind of relationship you have with them, but I hope for those of you who still do have your Dad, that it's a loving and fulfilling relationship.
And for those of you who are, like me, Dads yourselves, Happy Father's Day.
A poem and an accompanying picture of Dad and me, circa 1970, I would have been around 3 and a half years old when this was taken.
Respectfully,
Bill
