Inspiration Report

Inspiration Report

Brag about Your Dad

posted by Jennifer E. Jones

Mothers are great, but there’s something uniquely special about a good father. If you have one or had one, you know what I’m talking about. Here’s the man who loved and hugged even if it wasn’t second nature to him. He led without fear (or if he was scared, he never let it show). He rejoiced in our triumphs and encouraged us to toughen up when we failed. Dads are amazing.

I’ve already gushed about my father in yesterday’s blog, but it bears repeating. My dad is my hero. He gave himself to his family and never asked for anything in return. He still doesn’t know how to hold a baby, but he was affectionate and loved us unconditionally. If I’m even remotely humorous, I have him to thank. Being goofy for laughs was Dad’s gift to his children.

So, go on and brag about your dad. Post a comment below and tell us about your father. What did he teach you? How did he inspire you? What did he give to you that helped you grow?

Let us know. I’ll be reposting the best entries in Friday’s blog.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Linda

    My father is 94 years old. He was a B-17 pilot during WWII. He is the recipent of the SILVER STAR, DISTINGUISHED FLYING CROSS, 5 AIR MEDALS and the French LEGION OF HONOR. My Dad was 1 of the first helicopter pilot instructor and was the first person to land a helicopter on the deck of an aircraft carrier. Not only is he a great patriot, he is a great Dad. He taught his children to love their country, respect others and a strong work ethic. But, best of all, he taught his children how to love, to respect others to be kind gentle and understanding. My Dad was educated in a 1 room school house and when they had no teacher, my Dad, at the age of 16, taught in that same 1 room school house. I was a much loved son and brother. One of his brothers developed polio and was unable to walk. To make sure that he received what education that was available, when a horse was available, he would load his brother on to horse and take him to school. When no horse was available, he would hoist his brother on to his back and carry him the several miles to school. My Dad loves his children more than life. He sacrificed much to give his children an education. My Dad is my best friend and the kindest man I know. He suffers from dementia, but still know all of his children when we call and is sure to tell us that he loves us. The time will come when my father leaves this earth, but he will never leave his only daughter’s heart.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Debra

    I think my dad is the best dad in the whole world.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Frank

    My Dad was a prince among men. He was everything a son could ask for in a father. His intelligence and character and deep respect for others made him a magnet for those seeking advice and counsel. It was a source of pride to know he gave of himself selflessly – and there was always plenty of him to go around. He was proud of his sons and we are proud of him. He’s deeply missed but his legacy lingers in the wisdom and kindness he planted in scores of others. My Dad -

  • http://June15,2011 Pam

    My Dad, he is probably one of the most wonderful people I know.

    He is 84 yrs old and is more active than I am at 59. But what’s unique about this man is that when he married my Mom she already had 5 of us and then 6 yrs later came my kid sister.

    This man never once made any of us feel like we were anything but his kids… (being an only child and never married). This is my real Dad as far as I am concerned. He has always been there for me and my siblings.

    He was so kind and loving to my Mom over the years and especially in the last years of her life with Alzeimer’s. Mom never had to work a day in her life with him and we always had everything we needed if not everything we wanted. He is such a blessing to all of us; such a quite man with such a loving heart.

    I always wanted to find a man just like him…. if only.

    When the time comes he will be so greatly missed by all of us kids and every Grandchild, Great Grandchild. SO STRONG, SO PATIENT, SO LOVING… THAT’S CHARLIE….

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Felicia Brookmole

    My dad was the poster child for re-invention of oneself. He had one job his whole life. Unfortunately, it was for Ma Bell, and when they put a wiretap on our home phone, he climbed the telephone pole and removed it, all in view of the local newspaper reporters and cameramen. Not only did he protect his job, he provided the first (and only) proof that they were doing this to their employees. Many had accused them of it, there were anti-trust monopoly litigations starting up (this was when there was only one phone company) and they were threatening their upper management with their jobs if they testified in front of the federal grand jury as to their misconduct and bribes of elected officials. My dad’s friend, immediate supervisor, and mentor committed suicide from the stress and his wife was suing for wrongful death and needed proof that they had also tapped their home phone. I was his witness to the whole thing with the telephone pole, and even at 8, I knew this was a big deal. He told me you can’t be loyal to people who don’t deserve your loyalty, unless you want to become one of them. No matter who they are to you, you have to stand up to evil. I love him for that.
    During this obviously stressful time, he developed quite a drinking problem.
    At 50, he entered rehab, and enjoyed 28 years of sobriety until he passed away 3 months ago. This is my first father’s day without him, and I hope I can get through it. He studied the bible, went to church, and began singing in a barbershop quartet. Even though he was on oxygen, he went to rehersal the week he died, and would leave his portable tank offstage so he wouldn’t distract from the performance. I love you Dad, miss you every day.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Sharon Jackson

    My Dad went home to be with the Lord on April 1, 2011 after complications with double pneumonia and lung cancer from Agent Orange when he was in the Vietnam War.

    Not only is my Dad an American Hero for fighting and defending our freedom in America…he is my hero. I always call him the BESTEST DAD in the whole wide world. He loved me unconditionally and always encouraged me to pursue my dreams. I knew that I could be myself with him and he would love me anyway. My Dad and Mom started tithing after they first got saved and taught me and my sister to tithe off of whatever we made. He was a godly, Christian man who saw a need and gave….most of the time in a way that the recipient of his generosity never knew. There are no words to express how much he means to me and will forever be missed in my life…until the Lord comes back and I can see him face to face and get another bear hug. There was no one that ever met my Dad that didn’t like him. He had a quick humor and was always making us laugh.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mike

    My father, born in 1919 was given up by his mother to a catholic orphanage at age 5. He mis-respresented his age at 17 and joined the Navy, became a fighter pilot and claimed 3 air-combat victories in WW2. He never went to college outside of the Navy War College, but was well-read and one of the most itelligent men I have known. He has 3 children and 5 grandchildren which he prefers to not see; life has caused him to become very “hard” on the outside. He will soon be 92 and I pray his heart will soon soften enough to know his whole family in the years he has left to be on this side of heaven. He was very hard on me; life in the orphanage was, I understand, not a place to learn or observe much compasion. None the less, I am strong and have him to thank for turning my weaknesses into my success story. I love him a lot, even if he may not know it. I love you, Daddy………Mike

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Fay Valdez Silva

    My parents were divorced when I was 6 yrs. old and I was always a Daddy’s girl, so I was devasted. My father, never left us, he picked us up on weekends, visited us in school, and always provided for us. He was drafted by the Army into the Vietnam War but he preferred to be a Marine, so he had to join. During the war, he always made time to write as often as he could. He got wounded and we didn’t hear from him for couple of weeks, I was 10 yrs. old then and I was very upset. Finally he wrote and told us, he was alright.He decided to make the Marine Corp. a career and stayed in it for 30 years, he was 27 yrs. old when he joined and is now 72 years old. I am very proud of my “Daddy” and I thank God everytime, I see a movie, news or war related articles, that my father came back to us. He retired as a Master Sargent and is a dedicated Marine forever! My dad taught me, to Love, to have faith in God and to respect all human beings, no matter what. If it were not for God and my father, for his unconditional love, I would not be here today. He is my Rock.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Glenys

    My Dad – actually lost him last November aged 85 (and a half – very important that half) he was a miner, angler – had an allotment and has left a large hole in my life. He was my rock – always there – and my siblings and children feel the same. I miss him so much and constantly think of things to tell him – simply was my Dad

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Michael

    My Dad, the quiet achiever
    My Dad passed away in 1992, gone but never forgotten.
    Most of his life was dedicated to teaching young children, helping to shape their minds and make them the best he could to live in the world and hopefully make the world a better place.
    He was honest to a fault, if he saw a penny on the ground he would pick it up and look for a poor box to put the penny in..he had no thought of keeping it for himself.
    He was a quiet man with a keen sense of humor, always there to help me when ever I had a problem to solve.
    An avid church goer, he spent the latter years of his life driving Redemptorist Priests around the City until his driving skills deteriorated, then they took care of him.
    He asked one thing out of life and that was Respect.
    When he passed away the church was full of families that he had taught, most of whom I did not know..that day he was shown the respect of so many who loved and missed him.
    I love him, I just wish I had told him so more often.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Jan McCarley Grubb

    My father would be 104 years old if he were alive today. What did he teach me? He taught me that you work and take care of your family. When he was 12 years old, his father died leaving his mother with six children. He had to quit school and go to work to support his family. He did not have the opportunities that young people of today have. At the ripe old age of 14 he went to work in the oil field. He went to work as a “mule skinner” which meant he drove a wagon carrying oil field equipment to wherever it was needed for the wells. He was so small at that time he had to stand on the tongue of the wagon to harness the mules. His brothers and sister all benefited from his work and loved him for his sacrifices. He never complained about what he had to do for his family. However, he did see to it that my mother eventually went to college to get her degree and that my brother got his degree and I got both of my degrees. He was extremely proud of all of us. He eventually at the young age of late 50′s did get his GED. The union was pushing the company for which my father worked to give him an engineering title. But, no could do – he didn’t have a degree even though he trained many engineers coming out of college. He loved the oil field until the day he died 30 years ago. He loved his family but most of all, he loved his Lord and Savior. He and mother were married 49 years 11 months and one day. What he taught me besides work and taking care of family was LOVE.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Barbara

    My dad died in 1982 prior to our second child’s birth. He taught me to always look at all the options before choosing. I only wish my children knew him. He was our family’s GLUE. After his death it seemed that we all went our separate ways and mother was not the strength that he presented to us. Don’t get me wrong we all loved him dearly and to this day there’s never a day one of us siblings wouldn’t comment on “dad would of loved that or dad was would have done it this way”….Like Linda, our dad was a WWII vet, never said much about the war however. Lately his address book was found in some papers and he wrote a dairy around the edges of each page. We never knew what he and many others went through. He is our HERO and we miss him greatly! Happy Father’s Day…Dad—Love you!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Thomas Cusack

    My Dad is truly remarkable. He is a man of integrity and love. He practiced real estate law for over 40 years helping to construct hospitals and low income housing.

    My Dad loved my mother and nursed her through her long bout with cancer. He supports his family in good times and bad. He loves his children and grandchildren with unconditional love.

    He is the best man I know.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mark W. Stevenson

    My father is now in Heaven preparing a place for me as he did here on earth. With the heart of our Savior same as he had here.

  • http://Anoverachiever John West

    My dad was born into some unbelievably dysfunctional family conditions plus had a birth defect that permanently affected his breathing, strength, growth, and ability to work.

    He spent a lifetime battling to overcome the conditions into which he was born as well as the condition with which he was born.

    In earthly terms his accomplishments were minor. But as I look back they are overwhelming when you consider the odds and the handicaps under which he toiled.

    To me he has attained “over-achiever” status. My regret is that I did not understand the dynamics of his life until well after he had passed away. I wish I could tell him how much I love him, plus thank him for the things he gave and taught me.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment mary

    Daddy was a world war 11 vet.He had the kindest heart of anyone I have ever known. Daddy taught us to give and he taught us how to receive.He taught us that if we get a penny sucker because someone loved us,it was a precious gift.He always gave to others and that is why mama had to work after he died.If she had the money people owed daddy,she would have never had to work.Daddy had a smile that made you know he cared.He had all 5 of us girls in his heart and he had a way of making each of us feel we were special.Daddy was a christian man and the love of Jesus was always evident in his life. I miss him even though it has been many years since he went to be with Jesus.The character and love of God he instilled in us is the greatest of all gifts.

  • http://Idon'tknowwhatthisis? sue (harrison)johnson

    Growing up my dad showed love and caring, what he taught me was sports as well as everyone else in the neighborhood! He believed in
    God first and church on Sun. Always to be a good sport and treat all
    ppl with kindness. He was strong on manners. Once I almost failed Sr.
    yr. of World History which was up-setting to this” History Buff”! I worked, we studied together and I made an A+ on the final!He belived God gave a woman a brain just like a man and that we could do a man’s
    job just as well as a man. He did not think there was anything you could not do if you set your mind to it.He was even a good cook and taught me several things, but two he said his daughter needed to know,
    good red beans and gravey. I never cook either, that I don’t think about him. He had two sons he was very proud of, but there is something about a dgt that is always the “apple of their eyes”!
    He has been gone many yrs,and I still miss him terribly, but I hold onto those many precious memories and Father’s Day always floods my memory of the sweet-tender times we shared.
    Love-respect your Father and cherish the time spent with him, you will never regret it, I don’t!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Holli

    I lived my Dad and Granny from 8th grade on. My dad had the biggest heart of any Man you have ever met. He is my hero. No matter what happened in my life i could talk to him about anything and he would always listen and understand like no other. He always knew when I was having a hard time, or a bad day and he would leave me a heartfelt note because he knew what to say. I still have ever single note that my Dad wrote me. Sometimes they were wrote on the back of a piece of junk mail or a used envelope. I would definetly vote him for Father of the Year. I lvoe You Dad!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Arretta Keefer

    My dad was always my idol. He seemed to know about everything and enjoyed sharing with my three younger sisters and me. He was a musician and composer and we inherited our creative talent from him (mostly). Unfortunately, thanks to the greediness of Bill Haley (of the Comets), although dad wrote most of the songs Bill and the group recorded successfully (and made millions from), my dad died at 53, of pancreatic
    cancer…poor. I remember clearly asking my dying father (in the hospital) if he would help Bill and the band again, and he said yes. My father, before he became ill, used to invite service men to share Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner with our family. Once, he risked his life to save a young child who had been left in a car in a shopping mall lot, when the child somehow managed to start the car. My dad jumped through the window and managed to stop the car. There were many people who witnessed this, calling the news. My dad waited only long enough for the parent of the boy to return and then he returned home to us, he was an unsung hero. After his death, he was nominated to ‘Who’s Who of American Composers’. Our family sat proudly in the audience at Philadelphia’s Academy of Music to finally see my beloved father receive the recognition he had long deserved at last.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mary

    My dad has been gone from us for 22 years but I have to say I think i had the best dad in the world. My dad worked to 8 hrs jobs M-F until he had to retire when i was 16. He fought in the Korean War. He had children from his first marriage and 3 children with my mother but he didn’t want her to work. On Saturday’s it was family day and he did many things with us and Sunday’s we went to church. My dad taught me to drive when I was 9 years old. My dad cried when I went away to college. He was also my number 1 fan when I ran track in high school. When I had my first child at 21 he was my menatl supporter and even though he had other grandchildren, my oldest daughter was the one he spent the most time with. My dad was the one I could talk to about anything. I must say there are days when I really miss him but at the same time I can say through all my faults, his love never changed for any of his children. Happy Father’s Day to my dad Arthur Hendrix R.I.P.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment AnnA

    My father passed way 10 years ago and is stilled missed as though he passed yesterday. My father Mike was my best friend. I remember he worked two jobs so my sisters and I could go to a private school. He was an excellent artist and more so a very kind individual with everyone. I remember our friends and neighbors had at least 10 children and their family and there were only four us, although we struggled financially sometimes, he still put together a care package of food and gifts together for our neightbors at Christmas time one year and placed it at their door step. This is one of many things he did for people. I miss my daddy so much, but I know I will see him in another life one day. I love you dad. AnnA

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Erin Byrne

    Well were do I start when I talk about my Dad there is not enough time in the day to explain the love he has shown me and the never ending support even when he leaves and goes down to Flordia for the winter there is always a wonderful feeling in my Heart that I carry around with me even though he is in another state its a feeling of never ending love. My father grew up in a very modest home and did not have a great example of a father figure and he made up his mind long ago that he would always be there for his children and always instill in us how important it is love one another and always be there for each other. Family means the world to him my Dad is a Wonderful Kind Hearted person that loves people and would go out of his way anytime and anyday to help — friends and strangers alike……IF YOU ARE LUCKY ENOUGH THIS WONDERFUL MAN HAS CROSSED YOUR PATH IN LIFE —–I AM SO LUCKY TO CALL HIM MY DAD. I LOVE HIM DEARLY——-THANKS FOR EVERTHING DADIO—-LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER, ERIN!!

  • Your Name

    My dad I would say is just a representative of fatherhood. Not sure if he knows that definition though.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Julie Callison

    Wow where do I start, My Dad was one of the Greatest Dad’s that anyone could of ever asked for.
    He always provided to the best of his ability to make sure all of his children we’re well taken care of.
    My Dad was an all around Family Man that loved to do numerous things that not only amused his children, but always taught us a great learned lesson on life.
    I’m the eldest of 8 children and of course I got to know my Dad a little better than the rest of the kids.
    I guess being his first born, I was Daddies little girl for about 3 yrs. until my sister came along.
    Dad always gave equal affection to all of us. And just as much attention when we did something wrong.
    My dad always had a love for music, he played the accordion, guitar and the harmonica, all by ear never could read the notes, but he could still carry a tune.
    Dad wasn’t only Dad to all his children, he was dad to all the son in-laws too.
    Here’s a tribute to The Dad everyone cherished and lost at the young age of 58.
    We Love You Dad… We’ll All Be Together In God’s House With You Someday. Until Then Rest In Peace My Dearest Father.
    Your Daughter Julie.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Wini- Nigeria

    My dad I would say is just a representative of fatherhood.
    Not sure if he knows that definition though.
    It is really unfortunate!!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Ethel

    My Father is a very caring and great provider. I remember him getting up before daylight, to go to work, which at that time; putting up telephone poles.

    Later on, he worked digently at a meat packing company for 30 years in the South and upon the company closing, he and other workers learned they didn’t have any severance or take home pay. My Father has been and still is at the age of 86 years old, continue to work in his garden producing fresh vegetables and other organic foods.

    I believe and agree; we all love our mothers. However,there’s something unique about fathers.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Brenda

    My Dad could hardly wait to have us over for supper. He loved to cook and share his creations with us, friends, neighbours, even strangers. He was a great cook and everyone loved him. He’s been gone for 2 years and every time I’m cooking up a creation, I can feel him smiling and can see him patting his belly. Brenda

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Marianne

    My father lost his mother to tuberculosis when he was twelve, was raised by his two older sisters, and helped his father and older brother run a dry cleaning business in Somerville, MA-he attended Boston College, in his third year he volunteered for WWII-fought, was a hero (Bronze Star/Purple Heart) came back to finish college, and became a teacher; he had ten children, and made the best life he could possibly make for us, chose the place to raise us based upon the public education rating, and always had a listening ear. He taught us to give to our community, and help those less fortunate-He is my hero, and may his memory be for a blessing RIP 11/27/2007.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Joan M. Terry

    My father was a humble but proud man. What you saw was what you got with him. He never put on airs or thought of himself as more than he was. And, to me he was 10 feet tall. My family was poor but we didn’t know it. He gave us what he could and we were grateful for having it. He never made much money and I think what I learned from him was to appreciate what God gave me and not complain about what I didn’t have. He also taught me to be loyal and faithful. Dad was a veteran of World War II and served in Europe in the Army Air Corps as a lineman. He came home to New Mexico after the war, married our mother, moved to a small community and left only upon his death. My parents were married for 53 years and it was a short time for them. They died on the same day in 1998–I don’t believe that they could have lived one without the other.

  • http://MyDaddy Amy Trujillo

    I think, like most little girls that my Daddy was/is the best! He not only was a wonderful provider, he taught me about family, pride in where you come from and how to be the best parent you can, and make your kids life better than what you had. I learned about seeing people as human beings from him. One night, a knock came at the door and my Daddy answered it and there stood a very tiny African American young woman who asked if my Daddy would walk her across the arroyo (which is a dry river) because it was dark and she was frightened. Well, without even a hesitation, my Daddy grabbed his coat and let my Mom know that he would be back. I was never so proud of him, because he didn’t see color or time of day or anything, like that. He saw a frightened person in need. He truly is and always has been an officer and a gentleman. In closing, even at the age of 45, I still call him Daddy and always will.
    Love you Daddy-

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Verna

    My dad was very honest,hardworking man and did his best to make a home for all of us and my mother. He made sure we lacked for nothing, even though we didn’t have much money. There was always a roof over our head and food on the table. He worked long hours and we didn’t see him much while I was a child, but took advantage of the time he was home. He taught us honesty, integrity and promptness. It was hard to live up to his standards at time, but it made me a stronger person for trying. I loved my dad and miss him. He passed away at the age of 68, in 1981, which was way too soon. He so enjoyed his grandchildren and would have loved to be here for his great-grandchildren. He was also a father figure to my son and gave him a good basis for the start of his life.
    Just wish he could still be here to wish him a Happy Father’s Day!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Chris Brown

    My dad was called to our Lord many years ago now. I have never and never will forget the wonderful, kind gentle man he was. I could not have picked out a better father if I were asked to too. I was the lucky one to have my Dad as my Dad!! He was my hero!!

    One thing that Dad would say to me over and over ” let the train hit once, you didnt see it coming but let that same train hit you again shame on you.”

    I miss my father more each day…..I know that we will see each other again in the Lords house, someday.

    Your Daughter

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Gini Squire

    I am an Airmen’s daughter of that I am mighty Proud. My Dad was one of the finest pilots, flew in Nam and Korea too. Dad was a single parent, and he was the best!

    He taught me right from wrong and everything in-between, mostly he taught me how to take care of myself, responsibility, honor and courage. He taught me by example, he was a hard-working, honest man who always put me and my sister first.

    He was an awesome man and wonderful father and I miss him very much!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Toni tynan

    My Dad was a very kind, gentle man. When he arrived in the U. S. with my Mother from Italy (they were just married and he purchased tickets to sail to America with my Mother believing it was the land of opportunity and that they would have a good life here.) It was at the height of the Great Depression–when they landed there were no jobs, no food stamps, no social services, no relatives, all they had were each other. Men were selling apples on streetcorners or looking for food in garbage cans. My Dad rolled up his sleeves, heard of a defense factory looking for workers 50 miles away from where they rented a small apartment,was hired, hitchhiked every night and worked from midnight to 8 A.M. each morning, then hitchhiked home. My Mother learned how to sew as a young girl and helped my Dad by taking in sewing and they were able to buy food, and pay their bills. They never had enough money to buy new clothes, just hand-me downs and used clothing from thrift shops. But by working together, they were able to buy food and pay their bills and take care of our needs. . After a few years, my Dad went to Barber school and became an excellent barber, then opened his own barber shop with a good number of steady clients…a haircut in those days was about $1.00 and my Dad was always given a tip of $10. In time, my Dad was very successful and purchased a small house with the help of my Mother’s sewing income. They had four children who all started working at a young age, shining shoes, running errands, flipping hamburgers,working in small stores, etc. but somehow our family was okay. What we all learned from our Dad was his perseverance, strong work ethic, honesty, always doing the right thing, showing respect to everyone, working hard, and helping each other..he was so proud of all of us, and grateful when he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease at age 49 and had to give up his barbershop as he could no longer hold or use a pair of scissors to cut hair or give someone a shave… we all got involved with his illness, took him to doctor appointments, and hospitals, picked up his medications, researched major surgeries of the brain–only the first one was a success as he no longer which stopped his hands from shaking. From the surgeries his speech and handwriting were impaired, his memory was altered, and his life was changed forever..he cold not walk without falling, he could not hold a conversation, he could not enjoy reading a newspaper which he taught himself after he emigrated to the states. Our Dad had four surgeries of the brain which left his speech impaired, memory altered, and his handwriting changed forever…we all got involved with his illness and our holidays were never the same. He lived to be 71 and died of pneumonia but we all go to the cemetary often to visit him and my Mother, and miss them very much. My Dad and Mother were of a generation we will never see again–they never complained, did without things, worked hard to give the us a better life and believed in education as the key to our future. The four of us all went to college on our own at night, I graduated magna cum laude from a top university, commuting to New York and working 45 hours a week. Our oldest brother joined the Navy, became the Barber aboard ship, rescued an elderly woman after a major earthquake in Greece, after his discharge opened his own household repair service business; our other brother became the head of the Accounting Department of a major Fortune 500 corporation, my younger sister earned her Real Estate License at a young age and became and remained the #1 Top Real Estate SalesPerson for one of the largest Real Estate companies in the world with branches in domestic and international cities, and I went to work for a major U. S. Airline where I became a member of middle management. Our Dad motivated each of us and always told the four of us to always be friends, to help one another and to take care of one another after he and our Mother were no longer with us. We all visit our parents in the cemetary especially the day they were born and the day they died…we have Masses offered in their memories at the Catholic Church we attend to celebrate their lives and deeds and remember everything our Dad told us which has helped us with our lives today. He was very special to us and everyone around him. We miss him and our Mother very much…. They taught us well particularly by example and deed…so when Father’s Day comes around we all say silent prayers for the Dad we were blessed to have who helped shape our lives and the life we each enjoy today…

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Your Name

    Daddy is with Jesus now. He left his earthly family in 1981. As far back as I can remember, he did most everything for his five children. My mom didn’t work, she was a stay home mom, while she did all the cleaning & most of the cooking, Daddy worked from 7am to 3pm. While we were in school Daddy would wake us up, make us breakfast, take us to school. At lunch time he would pick us all up, take us home & make us lunch, he would pick us up from school after he got off of work & take us home, sometimes he would make supper for us. After supper he’d help us with our homework, then get us ready for bed. Sundays we always went to church as a family, Daddy would always sit with us in the front pew at mass. Saturdays were known as his rest day. This was his legacy. More so I remember with pride the faith, love & honesty he instilled in all of us. The greatest gift he gave his family was love. I am proud to say that this child of his is walking in his footsteps. My son is living proof of my dads integrety. Even though he never got to meet his grandpa he knows him & his grandpa is his role model. Daddy, Happy Fathers Day, I love you & miss you forever. Your middle child & first born daughter.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Sandr

    My dad was my best friend. He always told me the best thing I can ever give you in life is education
    Dow he passed away I could still remember his words ringing in my ears-: you are the architect of your predicaments. And he also use to say don’t sell your principality for sympathy. He made me endure life and like he will always say-:leave as Dow am dead, he understands me more than my mum and can always tell how I feel from the look on my face, always caring loving and advising I missed the fore head kiss and those intellegent advice he always gives me. I love you dad always.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment KAREN KNOUS

    well i must say that i was lucky enough to have had 2 fathers. my biological father passed away when i was 23 yrs old in 1974. in 1978 my sweet mom, god rest her soul met and married a wonderful man that we called pop he was a loving husband and turned into a great father, I couldnt have loved him any more if he and i shared the same blood. he was funny and hard working. He and my mom were so in love and it showed daily. Im sorry to say that i lost him om march 9, 2011. he and mom are together again. GOD REST THIER SOULS. I MISS THEM SO MUCH, BUT I KNOW THAT WHEN MY JOB IS DONE HERE ON EARTH WE WILL BE TOGETHER AGAIN. HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO BOTH MY DADS, I LOVE YOU. HUG MOM FOR ME.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment mary baglivi

    I miss my dad…he has been gone 25yrs now…..We did not always get along but, he was there when I needed him most….He was the real deal & by that I mean he took care of my mom & I…..He worked hard, paid the bills, put food on the table, and clothes on our backs….sure we were poor…..but when your a kid you don’t always know that…..He did the very best he could for us on 5th grade education…….an for that I am very grateful……I love & miss you dad…..I wish I could find a husband who is as good of a man as my dad was…..:)))

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Delia M. Satterwhite

    I lost my Dad June of 2008, but he was a man that I will miss and love forever. He made sure that he provided for his 11 children and wife. He taught us to be hard workers and good providers for our families. He was not a wealthy man, but he was rich with love from his children, grandchildren,and great grandchildren. He loved us no matter what we did in our lives. He was the only man that loved me for just being me. I am glad that he was my father, and that the last words from me to him and him to me were I LOVE YOU.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Wanda Goin

    My father was a good man who loved his family above everything else. He traveled five days a week but when he got home it was all family time. When I was 7 he talked my mother into buying a boat and tent. From that time forward, every weekend of the summer – plus 2 full weeks – we would spend camping and boating at a beautiful lake. All of our friends wanted to be invited to go along. One of my fondest memories was when we were out to dinner once, celebrating my parent’s anniversary. We were all dressed up sitting at our table. A man came over to the table and looked at my father and said “you have a beautiful family.” I thought he would burst with pride.

    When he passed away I was talking to people at his wake. My cousin told me she always told her parents that she wanted a family just like my mother and father had. She said there was so much love and happiness in our family. And, she loved the fact that everyone was always welcome at our home.

    One of my father’s former Sunday School students came in and told about how, when he was in a foxhole in Viet Nam, he got a note from my father. He said he kept it with him always.

    My father was a loving man and I will always know we were lucky to have him in our lives.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Brenda

    My dad died when I was 14, which was almost 33 years ago. Even though i was still young he showed me the meaning of family and love. He was the greatest dad and even though he worked all the time he still had time for his children He served in 2 wars and had the greatest respect for the military. There is many things I wish I could share with him as I have grown up through out the years wishing for his advice. He is sadly missed but never forgotten.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Richard

    My father gave me the knowledge of home and mechanical building as well as industrial working and management to a level most schools have never been able to take me to.He also gave me helped put the “nack” into my relationships with employees,co-workers,family,and so much more!!! I’m pleased to say my father is now allowing me to teach him more of the Lords ways then he was ever able to teach me due to his having 8 children and a world of running company after company responsability.At this time as he is getting much older I find a newer friend in him all the time!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU VERY MUCH WITH ALL MY LOVE DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Me

  • http://MyDad Karen

    My Dad was one of the most self-less people I have ever known. His life was difficult, his trials many. NEVER ONCE did he say, “I can not go on.” All 7 of us could turn to him with “one more problem.” Up to his last breath, he concerned himself about his children. He was widowed at a very early age, left with 7 children age 16 years to 4 months old. He never waivered in his faith in God, devotion to his family, and dedication to his job.

    I miss him terribly….he passed away 48 years ago. I know he’s at peace, and where he should be.

    I love you Dad,


  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Shannon Hartfield

    My father was not the outgoing, top-of-his-class sport most of you have described. My father was the most humble man I will ever have the chance to know. He earned a living meagerly, as a brick mason. He would come home, hands beat, bleeding, and swollen from a long days work. Sometimes I didnt understand how he was still walking with the heat in southern Mississippi.
    Yet although he was a quiet man, he was a very, very wise man. Wise far beyond the capacity my life wouldve ever known, had he not been my father. He taught me the true gift and possesion of UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. A love unjudging, forgiving, and undying. His love and character provided me with depth and substance I wouldve never known I was missing.
    As all of the strangers lined up to say goodbye in 2009, they all said the same, exact thing, ” your father gave me the shirt off his back, when no one eles would even speak to me, and when he only had that one shirt to give.
    In the middle of the night, on the side of the road, 4 hours away, it didnt matter, dad would be there for you if you needed him. See, he knew the true value of the human being, the human soul, the human heart. He never had much materialistically, but day after day, I still hear, ” there will NEVER be another Jerry W. Hartfield. I am a better person because he loved me, and because I loved him.
    If he had $5 to his name, you had half, if not all, even as a stranger.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Janie Marquez-Villa

    My dad is the greatest he’s always been there for all us and I know that he will always be there till the end for us. He is our rock of gibralter, our doctor, our advisor and most importantly a dear friend always!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Baby G.

    There’s nothing really very important and most precious to receive than eternal life from a Heavenly Father,and Mother.But,how then, can a child soo young can enherit the eternal life we all are eternally longing for.God said,it is by grace we are saved not by hard works so no one may boast,by these words alone from the Heavenly Father,no earthly works can ever give us the gift of eternity from a Father in heaven,and Mother too!However,though,our own earthly father can become great to lead us to to receive the gift of eternal life.My dad,since i was born,took my hand and never let me go until i learned all of Go’d teachings and laws,nothing’s been important to my dad than for me to be able to gain wisdom and understanding about the secret of forgiveness of sins,which eventually will lead my spirit to eternal home.There’s nothing for me far greater to receive from an earthly father than a guiding hand leading me to the doors of heaven.My dad have been vigilant about my spiritual walk with faith in God.My dad left me a legacy that i will pass through my children,truly,my dad have done what the Heavenly Father have commanded his spiritual responsibilities and obligation to his children,and i am so thankful and giving true worship,glory and honor to God because of my dad’s great effort to protect my soul from going to hell.amen.
    I love you dad.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Rita Cordero

    My Dad was a Radar Detector in World War II, he was the top of his class and Loved fighting for his Country. He’s 93 1/2 yrs old and can still tell all the stories that made him a Hero! He taught us to Love and Respect our Country and to Obey the Law. He and my Mom (who passed away 2 1/2 yrs ago) taught us how to Love and Fear God. To always put him first in our lives. And to Thank him for all we have and we’re free by the grace of God. I am so Proud of my Dad’s accomplishments and the fact that he’s still alive, although he’s in renal failure, his mind is as sharp as can be. He loves to tell his war stories and is so proud to have contributed to his Country. I honor him everyday but especially on Fathers Day! I wish I could be there to spoil him on his day but he lives in Florida and I live near Chicago, Illinois. He knows he’s always in my Heart and Mind. God Bless all the Dads on Fathers Day, Honor and Respect them as they have really earned it. God Bless us all.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Vicki

    I think that God must be just like my Dad. My Dad has always had a heart of gold and hands of steal. When he gave corporate punishment, which was rare, we were given every chance to get out of it. We had to straighten up by time he counted to 10. When he got to 9, he slowed down, 9 1/4, 9 1/2, 9 3/4. And of course, we always straighten up in time.

    My dad always seemed to know everything, and was able to do anything. And now that I am in my 50′s and he is in his 80′s, he seems to be the same way, at least in everything that counts.

    Everyone loves my Dad. They can’t help themselves. He is so friendly and spreads his joy of life everywhere he goes. At every family gathering, he is the leader and the patriarch of our family. All of his children and grandchildren love him so much. And I think, besides a sense of moral values that is unquestionable, the most important thing he has taught us is how to love.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment kathy maxwell

    MY DAD was an honerable gentalman when iwas growing up instead of learning school work we would end up studying the bible in place of the school books some how my school work would root back tro the bible ,or like when driving home grannnies house in N<O<La to brookhaven ,Ms i would alaways get him too stop at the 76 trk stop nomatter how earler or late of the day or night,just go to the bathroom only for me it was a getaway for me like an amusement park -never knew i would ever grow up to driver cross country ,From being inspired by my fathers actions by him knowing why i was needing to go everytime it would be at that very exit all the time,for putting up with all four of our mixed up aldulestonce lifes did he stand by his daughters for sticking by our sides no matter what teaching us to be INDEPENDENT for caring for NOT JUST HIMSELF MY FATHER MR ANDREW THOMAS MAXWELL SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FATHER OF THE CENTRY TAUGHT US GIRL LIKE LITTLE PRINCESSES, THE MAXWELL HEITRAGE LIVE'S IN THE BEST OF US, HE WAS IN THE AIR FORCE IN SECERT MISSISONS ,WORKED AS A BOAT BUILDER FOR JEFFERSON FIBERGLASS ON PETERS RD IN HARVEY ,LA A DRAGDE LINNER OF THE LANGFORD IN NEW ORLEANS US CROPS DREDDING THE FLOOR OF THE GULF OCEANS AND RETIRE WITH MEDICL LEAVE WITH METHILOMEMA OR HOW EVER IT SPELTED THEN PASS OVER TO SPRIRTAUL SIDE OF LIFE MAY 30 TH 2005, AFTER BECOMING AN OVER THE ROAD TRUCKER I WAS STANING IN HIS ROOM HE TOLD ME TO COME SIT DOWN NEXT TO HIM AND HE THEN TOLD ME HOW PROUD HE WAS OF ME BEING HIS TRUCKER DAUGHTER I FELT LIKE I WAS ON TOP OF THE WOLD TO KNOW OUT OF ALL THE SCREWED UP CHOICES IVE MADE I FINALIY GOT IT RIGHT ,.. AND HE GOT TO SEE FIRST HAND WHATS INVOLED IN THE INDUSTRY,,THIS IS AND ALWAYS STICK WITH ME FOR ALL TIMES,JUST CALL THE CORE NEW ORLEANS BRANCH THEY WILL GIVE YOU THE LOAD UPS ON MY FATHER,MY FATHER MR ANDREW THOMAS MAXWELL OF WAGGAMAN LA

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment sharon

    My dad’s most important message was to always keep a sense of humour – always….. miss him a lot – nothing quite like a dads love for his daughter….

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment kim covert

    My dad is the best dad ever. It took me many years to figure out that my dad knows everything but I am grateful that it finally sank in. As a child I believed that there was nothing that my dad was afraid of. If he was he never let it show. He taught me the importance of of of honesty and integrity. I always knew that I was safe and secure. My dad taught me to laugh and to love unconditionally, and that the sky is the limit. He was there to correct me when necessary, help me learn from my mistakes and love me no matter what. He is everything a dad is supposed to be and I love him dearly and he is my hero. He will be seventy-three this year but he is still ten feet tall and bullet proof, in my eyes.

    Bette Midler says it perfectly,” Did i ever tell you your my hero, you’re everything I would like to be. I can fly higher than an Eagle with you as the wind beneath my wings”

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Diane

    My wonderful father passed away 3 weeks ago. I miss him terribly, but am happy that he’s with the Lord. Imagine the reunion he had with his parents and brothers!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Scott D

    My dad is the greatest dad in the world to me. Despite the battles he’s had to fight, including agrophobia, alcholism, epilepsy homelessness, etc., he’s always been right there beside me whenever I’ve needed him. He’s also the first friend I ever had in the adult world and has always been an inspiration to me, my siblings and my friends. Quick with a joke and a grin to bring levity to any situation, dad was there when I almost died at 25 and has been my greatest supporter. I see him as often as possible and help him out in whatever way I can. I love you dad.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Valerie Lozaa

    My FATHER…

    Where to begin…I will tell you that my story starts off on a rather different note than some of the comments I’ve read, thus far. Although, the meaning of Dad or Father is relatively the same by definition in the dictionary. But everyone’s personal experience with whom they consider “DAD” is uniquely different.

    Abandoned at the age of eight, my definition of “DAD” wasn’t quite clear to me. My mother took on the role of “DAD” and “MOM.” She surpassed both roles without even blinking. She remained a single parent until I was about the age of 20. When I turned 20 and moved out on my own I knew that my mother would occasionally date here and there but nothing real serious. Then I heard about “The One” she was really into. After hearing stories about “The One” and how he made her happy, I knew I had met my match.!

    As their relationship progressed, I was unsure, exactly, how to let go of the only father I ever knew, which was my mother. I had met “The One” about a dozen times and I knew I just didn’t like him. The reason: Because I had been so used to it being just my mother and I that I didn’t know how to let him in. After they dated for about a year or two, wedding bells were ringing. The thought of someone foreign stepping into my territory was just plain unimaginable!

    Here is where the story gets interesting. I have to admit that I didn’t make it easy for “The One” after they had tied the knot. He and I got off to a terribly rocky start. Anything I could do, not to disrespect him, but to make it difficult for him, it was all fair game. And all of the sudden it happened, I found myself in an unthinkable position where I needed my mother’s help desperately, and since they had tied the knot, my mother said those 6 famous words to me…”I’ll have to ask your father.” It was right then and there I thought, “there is no way he’s going to help me, not after how I’ve treated him.

    To make a long story short, he surprised me! The last person I would ever expect to deny me was the one who ended up giving me the MOST! So DAD this one’s for you…I can’t thank you enough for all the unconditional love, support and devotion you’ve given me! NO amount of money can replace what you’ve taught me about love and life. Even know you’re not the one who gave birth to me, I consider you the one who did! You NEVER left my side and if there’s anyone who DESERVES the title of DAD, IT’S YOU!!! I wanted to tell the world how special you are to me in ways I never thought were possible. I also wanted to let the world know how SORRY I am for treating you the way I did!! May this Father’s Day reflect how far you and I have come and may our relationship get stronger with each passing day.


  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Karen R

    My dad passed away 7 years ago, June 13, 2004. He was the Rock of our family! He was a devout Catholic, not just in name but because this is the way he lived his life (his mother raised 4 children by herself and was also a devout Catholic).
    Dad was 22 years old when he landed on Omaha Beach on D-Day. Because he was a God fearing man, the things he saw while in service, during WWII, affected him greatly… I don’t think he ever got over some of the things he saw while in Europe during those years.
    My mom & dad were married 56 years – a Happy Marriage – when dad passed. He was a wonderful husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather, and we miss him very much.
    God Bless You Dad!
    Love, Karen

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Christal

    My Dad is the Greatest…He is 78yrs old now and have worked all of my life here on earth. He is still working as of today. He has never been out of a job. Never heard him complain about his job. Never heard of him taking a day off just because. Never quit a job or has been fired from a job. Plus he has never gotten unemployment. He has never smoked or drinked. Even though him and my mother was apart..we were always acknowledged as his kids. This man is amazing. He is 78 and his wife now is 39. My Dad is my hero(with tears in my eyes).

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Diane

    My dad was a caring and generous man. He was a good hearted man. He taught me to be myself and enjoy life. He loved his family very much. He worked hard all his life and provided well for us. He was a painter. My mom passed away in 1998 . He kept busy with gardening and watching sports. We were always close. He passed away in April. I miss him and realize how special he was. I miss his laughter and the way he was. This will be my first Father’s Day without him. I will remember the good times we shared.

  • http://MyDadLarry,akaGrampy,MrLarry,LJS Anie Brooks

    My Name is Annie and I live in Puyallup, WA, I am so blessed to still have both of my Parents who live in Bonney Lake, just about 25 minutes away, I treasure my relationship with both of my Parents and for years and years was closer to My Mom than with my Dad. About 5 years ago my Dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer. When My Dad called a family meeting, scheduled a time where we would ALL be present and had the younger member’s of our family away at friends houses playing, I knew that something was wrong. There is nothing that prepares you for the news…….’We have a health issue, I have cancer”. To make a long story short, my Dad decided to go with the “Seed Procedure” and was in and out of the hospital in a day and recovered just fine, he is monitored on a regular basis through blood work.
    For no particular reason that I can pin point I always felt that I was not very special to my Dad, I just assumed that because he had three other kids, he didn’t really need to be close to me too. When he came home from the procedure that night back in 2005 ( I think it was 2005) something changed, it was like an unspoken bond had been established just by me being there, I mean I actually felt this sense of closeness form that has only become stronger and stronger.
    My Mom and Dad have been married for 56 years, they still hold hands, they still respect and completley take care of each other and they value each other’s well being and happiness
    I am forever greatful for my close bond with my Dad, even if it did come later in life.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Joy Maxwell

    My Dad and I would take a walk almost every single day. And what a lot of pretty sights we’d see along the way. My Dad is big and brave and strong. My Dad is kind and wise. And when he stands up straight and tall, he’s nearly twice my size.

  • http://MyPapa Shreya

    My papa is the best papa and the most intelligent, loving and sensitive person ever.

    He left us two years ago and I miss him the most , he made me feel so special and he understood what i was thinking, without me even voicing it. Kind of like soul mates!

    Now a success or failure both are incomplete without him.

    Wish you were here papa

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Beth Isermann

    I believe that my dad’s life was in one word – humble. He grew up in the depression but we only heard humor in the way he described having to “jump over a snowbank to get his blanket” or talked about the one sandwich he had for the day. He asked for nothing, expected nothing and was simply content just as he was….on his porch, smoking his pipe, staring at the birds, enjoying God’s gift of nature. He worked hard, often 2 jobs to raise 5 kids, never complained, never grumbled, always had something optimistic and funny to add to any situation. He filled our spiritual tanks with positive energy and true joy so we loved being around him as often as we could – even if there weren’t many words spoken. Towards the end of his life, he suffered with pain but you wouldn’t know when you saw the brightness and love of life in his eyes. He moved on from this life 3 years ago and not a day goes by when I don’t think of his humor and thank God for letting me be a part of someone’s life who touched so many lives in so many positive ways. During his last few days he was given a very slim chance to make it through the night. He lived on for 4 more days, quietly, peacefully with a heartbeat that never weakened until his final breath. It was to me, the embodiment of how he live his life….totally and selflessly with his heart. Rest in peace Daddy, I miss you more than any words could ever describe.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Monick Advincula

    My dad is a man of few words, but his few words of wisdom shared with me are meaningful words of inspirations that motivated me to reach my goals.

    On my 16th birthday, he gave me an Eagle figurine and he said, this is a symbol to remind you that you can fly high and reach your goals and dreams, follow your heart, be strong, have faith in God and live your life that way you want it to be. I trust you!

    Then looking back when I was 13 years old I was given a pair of lovebirds in a cage. Unfortunately at that age, I really didn’t care much nor looked after what I had. Then one day,when I came home from school, I saw my bird cage opened and my lovebirds were gone. My mom said it was my dad who opened the cage, I confronted him with so much anger and hatred, but then he explained that if I truly loved the birds I should have looked after them better like made sure that they had food and water. Knowing the hot weather in Bahrain, I should have moved the cage from time to time to a more cooler spot. He said he set them free, let them fly high and make the most of their lives. He then looked at me and said how would you like it if I locked you in the house with no food and drink. Treat others the way you want to be treated.

    My dad was not a perfect man, he had his human errors just like most of us but he loved us his family so much and he did try his best to provide us with whatever we needed even if it was just some words of wisdom, love and understanding.

    Sadly when my father passed away I was not by his side, he was in the Philippines and I was in Bahrain. I managed to get him on the phone and once again his last words with his last breaths were words of inspiration to me that will remain close to my heart that I will cherish forever.

    I love you Daddy Renato and you will always be alive in my heart.

    Happy Father’s day. I miss You xxxxx

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Dana

    My Dad was an awesome Dad!!! My Mom died when I was 12. My Dad gave my sister & I everything he could possibly give to us, doing without himself.
    We never had any money to speak of. We struggled when my Mom became sick and was in the hospital off and on for 5 years before she passed away.
    My Dad raised my sister & I and said he would never get married as long as we were at home. He never wanted anyone to come into our lives and mistreat us or just be mean to us.
    So finally after 10 long years of being alone, he met my stepmom. We were married and out of the house.
    He was married to my stepmom for 32 years. They both lost their lives together in hurricane Katrina, where they both drown. A horrible death for them both, but they wouldn’t have it any other way then to be together until the end of their lives.
    I miss them terribly and I know they are watching over us from above.

  • Melissa Barnes

    My dad wouldn’t let me get my drivers license until I knew how to drive a stick shift,so he took me out on a country road and put me in the drivers seat & tried so hard to explain to me how to use the clutch, gas pedal and shift at the same time. It took many hours that day, laughing then tears because I just couldn’t get it but he wouldn’t take me home until I got it. I eventually did get it & I drove home, I was so proud of myself. Once we made it home I asked him why it was so important to him that I learn how to drive a stick shift when my car was an automatic?? He told me that the day would come when I would be with someone else or I had to get somewhere in someone’s vehicle and if it was a stick shift he didn’t want me to be stranded somewhere because he always wanted me to come home. I was so mad at him the whole time out on that country road, but the whole time we were out there he had his little girl on his mind & in his heart.
    I love you daddy for making sure I know how to drive a stick shift!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Bill

    My Dad was a OB-GYN doc in NYC in the 60′s, when he as bitten by the “missionary bug”. As a result, he took Mom and us 5 kids to Tanzania for 2 years, working in a bush hospital under some very undeveloped conditions. No room for specialization there! After returning to NYC, he decided that his skills were best used for the underprivileged and we returned to TZ for another 3 years! When we came back to the USA, he worked for the Indian Health Service in So Dakota for 3 years! He was a giving soul, (not without his faults), and an inspiration to me and others. My sibs and I are all in human services. He died before my sons were born, but I see his love of history and art in both of them, and as they mature out of teenagehood, I hope to see more of his compassion in them. I miss him every day, and I’m grateful for his teachings.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment John – Nairobi

    My Daddy has been the best, is the best and will remain the best. Being a pastor and the only asset/property he owned was a black mamba bicycle for preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ in our village; he taught me on how to trust, obey and fear God. Today we sit together and we rejoice as we look back and see what God has done to us as a family. Always and even now He tells me “SON I DON’T HAVE A LOT TO GIVE TO YOU BUT MY GOD WHOM I SERVE IS MUCH MORE THAN ALL THE RICHES” – serve GOD and all shall be well with you. Dad you taught me how to seek the kingdom of God and His righteousness and trully i have seen all the other things being added into my life. I love you dad and will not let you down. Bravo DAD

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Eddie

    I would like to thank my father for all he has done for me.My father gave me a life full of his undivided attention,guidence and friendship.He is the one person I do look up to and idolize.Even now that we do live in different parts of the country the is not a day that passes that would be nice to spend some time together.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Jeannette Awumey

    I am a part-time catechist in my local church. This is the story of a a 22 year old young woman in my class. She was born to a man who never wanted her from the very day her mother told the father (a man who made all the promises to marry her mother) she was pregnant. The man did everything for the woman to terminate the pregnancy but the woman refused because every child has the right to be born whether in or out of wedlog. The poor child was born. The mother looked after her to the university level. Still the father does not want her. He just does not want the child. The man later went and married another woman with whom he has one boy and three girls. To this very day the man does not want this older child. He told the woman to let her child know that her father is dead. Because of this the woman never made known the identity of the man to her child. Can a man like this deserve to be called a father or even wished a happy father’s. What advise do you have for such a poor lady to her father. Must the mother made known the identity of this man to her daughter? The mother did not want to take legal action against the man to avoid embarrassing her child in public.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Lorain Ohio

    My Dad, John Edward, passed in 2000, he was 87 years old. For several years prior to his death he had taken up Bible Study, to an intellectual degree. He bought not just Bibles, but delineating books on the subject and wrote many of his own theories about what particular scriptures meant. ( My Mom and I used to joke and say he was practicing to be an angel…we were right.) He never preached, he never judged, He Lived It, not just at his elder time in repentance but, his whole life.
    He was a good, strong, gentle man with an outrageous sense of humor; and did I mention Very handsome.
    He treated my Mother with the utmost respect and loving kindness, always surprised her with little gifts, hugged her often, would kiss her cheek and tell her she was beautiful and make her blush even after 60 years of marriage. He supported the household without a gripe or misgiving.
    When I was young I didn’t see him very often because he worked at several jobs to support us and only had one Saturday off every couple of weeks. on that Saturday we would do what people did in the 1960′s, we’d go for a ride and have a picnic in some strange park or mountain top or even sometimes an historical cemetery… We would eat and talk and sing and joke. When we got home on a really good day, when we were not exhausted from the adventures, he and I would dance to a Bossa Nova record that came with our stereo system; my Mom would sit at the couch knitting and laugh at these 2 fools dancing….this is one of my fondest memories.
    I am now a Bossa Nova singer in a Jazz band, I have loved that sound since I was a teen ager when it was not cool to love it,.
    As an adult I take with me all of the wonders of a man and a woman that let me be who I was meant to be, an Artist, never telling me that I would fail, always encouraging me to be me. I am actually living the life that they wanted for themselves and could not achieve. I could go on and on, but will close by saying: Just growing up in this environment taught me more that you could ever imagine.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Brad

    If my dad taught me anything, it was to be self sufficient. He taught me to figure things out for myself, because he never wanted to be bothered with anything that did not benefit him directly. He taught me what hard work was, because he made me do things on the farm, when I was a kid of 10, that would have been a days work for a man. He taught me to never be satified with anything, because it seemed like anything I did for him was not good enough. He taught me injustus, like the time he beat me because he thought I was playing when he sent to the shed for tools and I couldn’t find what he wanted and didn’t return. He taught me selfishness in his all for me attitude about everything. As long as he got his, he was happy and had little or no regard as to whether anyone else had anything, like the time he bought himself an ice cream and made me watch him eat it because he earned the money to have and I didn’t. He taught me disappointment, because he never spent any father son time with me that was not chore related, and even when I tried my best, my efforts were rewarded with critasisum that it could have been done better. He always made me feel like I would aways be second best to him. He was always there for me, to destroy me dreams or ridicule my aspirations. When I married, he didn’t think my wife was the right girl for me and talked down about her. We’ll be married 38 years this year. He was always disappointed and critical of the home I worked so hard to provide for my family. When my son came along, his first grandchild, he was cold and detached and less than joyfull. My children never had a grandfather that they could say that they loved. He always kept them at arms length. I guess the best thing my dad taught me, was to not be like him and judging from the love and respect that is lavished upon me by my wife and children and the way that I am looked up to by my brothers and sister, I guess that I have succeded at being a good father. My dad is dead now and it once bothered me that in all the years that he was with us, I can’t ever remember him saying that he loved me. If he did, he had a funny way of showing it. It’s nice to see all the posts of people who had great fathers, you were lucky to be blessed with such wonderful men in your lives. I hope that someday my kids write something like that about me. Every time something happens or advice is sought, I think about what my dad would have done or said and I do the opposite, and you know what?, Love does conquer all.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Terri Cox

    My father is an 87 year old Pearl Harbor survivor. On the morning of
    December 7,1941, he was swabbing the deck of the USS Ogalala when the Japanese first flew overhead. he says one was so close he could see the whites of his eyes.
    he is retired from the US Post Office and in 2006 at the age of 82, he made a trip across country with a friend. ” I wanted to put my feet in the Pacific one last time” he bragged.
    one of the most important things my Dad taught me was to always be dependable on your job and to be as good as your word. the greatest gift he has given me is to be able to laugh at myself.
    He is now planning to move to Florida and I will miss him greatly; he’s my best friend.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Tangie

    My Dad left this earthly home 11/5/2009 was a very quiet and strong man, hard working, he held down many jobs to provide for a family of 10 kids all who are doing good.

    What he taught all of us was to always do your best no matter what it was to be your best.

    To all the people who read this web page its nothing like being able to see your Dad/Father, as long as you and him are on this earth you should make it your business to have a relationship with him, for I have no regrets my Dad never openly show affection but all of us new how much he LOVED and respected all of us.

    TO GOD BE THE GLORY AND PRAISE for as long as I have breath in my body I will forever cherish those moments. Happy Father Day DaD!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Loretta

    My Dad passed from this earth 5 years ago and not a day goes by without my thinking about and mourn his departure. Daddy did not have a “mean” bone in his body, never lifted a finger to physically chestise us kids and yet it was the most horrible thing in the world (mentally) for us to not obey him. He taught us the very meaning of hard work, kindness and forgiving by his actions in his everyday life. The very worst word I ever him say about anyone was the word peculiar. It was just not in his nature to say or be hard about another person. A lot of people may say that after someone is gone from your life, over time, you forget the bad things and only remember the good about that person. That is totally not true about my Dad. I can honestly say he never ever did a thing that I can think back on and think hard at him for. Last but not least, Daddy taught us children how to serve God and include Jesus in our prayers and in every aspect of our lives. And no, Dad’s loving personality did not appear as a result of his serving the Lord. He already had that deep inside. It’s just that when he found Christ it added to and enhanced his life. Daddy worked so hard in his labors everyday to make ends meet but still life’s struggles seemed to hit him more than others, making it amazing to watch him persevere with a good heart and a smile on his face. Yep, the day Daddy passed on, I said it then and still say that God called His Angel home. If there was anyone that could be said to be an angel on earth my Dad was one.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Kristi Cockerham-Torres

    The man that I call my dad is not biologically my dad, but as we all know there is more to being a dad than just the title. Mike Werner came into my life when I was 12. My mom was a single mom of 3 and he took us all on, as if it was no trouble at all. It has been almost 19 years and to this day he has NEVER made us feel as if we were not his children. My dad has been there for alot of my firsts, crush, heartache, prom, new car, jobs, even thru the grandkids he was there along with my mom cheering me on. I honestly believe that God sent him to my mom and us kids to show us what a REAL MAN is capable of. Even thru the rough patches he is there to show how much he loves us unconditionally. I just want to say I am proud to be Daddy’s Little girl!!!! I love you Dad so much!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Jennifer Parks

    My father was so generous, with his time, with his money…even if he had hardly a penny in his pocket, he’d give it to help somebody else…his children, his family, strangers in need. What my siblings and I learned from our Daddy is that we are so lucky in this country, that we can share whatever we have with anyone who is in need! He was a gift to us, just like all the gifts he gave to others!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Anthony

    My father although he has preceded me in death was and still is the most awesome person that I have experienced in this life. He was a very caring, good natured, compassionate and comical. My father guided me by example in relation to the commandments. I miss him dearly, and often indirectly pressure myself to be in his likeness. He was a hard worker, but if pushed laid the law down. He was protective and served GOD by his daily living. Again, I truely truely miss him but know that he’s in a better place and that GOD’s plan is perfect even though I may have difficulty in my loss. So, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY to him and all father’s that serve and love the Lord!!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Nickie

    When I was born, my parents didn’t have a lot. They both grew up in a rural town in Mississippi where they dated off and on starting some time in middle school.
    They married in 1971 and my mom supported my dad while he finished his bachelor’s degree in 2 years instead of 4 and was on the dean’s list. Not bad for a boy from Mississippi who could have easily stayed there and worked in the factory like so many of my relatives still do.
    But he wanted more. More for our little family. And more for me. He wanted me to have opportunities to see the world and to grow up in places that had broader minds and wasn’t always set in their way of doing things. So, we moved around a lot while I was growing up. And dad was always traveling here or there on business trips to climb that social ladder. But when he was home, there was quality time. We went shopping at garage sales, he taught me to ride a bike, we all went to church, he tutored me in math, and he was just there for me when I needed him.
    All in all, we had a loving and blessed family. In 1991, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. Not only did the traveling stop, but my dad took her to every doctor’s appointment, every chemo treatment, and fought almost as hard as she did to beat this stupid disease.
    But something else happened. Right around the time the cancer had gone in to remission and then re-occurred, my dad and I became more than just father/daughter. We became friends.
    One of the most vivid memories I have of this is one night when the doctors had told us that she had maybe a week left, we sat outside in the driveway on the bed of his truck on a hot Texas night and had the discussion of what clothes we would bury her in. For a 17 year old kid, this was a discussion that I never thought I’d have, nor did I ever want to have. But something happened that night. That was the night that I saw my dad as a person who feels, loves, and has the kindest heart you would ever want to know.
    From that day on, I’ve been proud to call my dad, not only father, but a friend, a mentor, and my rock. True to his word in one of the last conversations he had with my mom, he has never let me fall and he has supported me in my decisions whether he’s always agreed with them or not.
    Today I’m a 35 year old woman who still values and appreciates her dad’s opinion about pretty much everything. We still talk most days if for nothing more than to say, “Are you doing okay?”.
    In November I’m going to marry my other best friend who has transitioned in to my rock and my constant. And really, I’m at the point that I don’t care where/when/or how we get married. I don’t care who is there or if we even get any gifts. As long as my dad is there to walk me down the aisle and “give me away”, I will be thrilled to move forward in this next chapter in my life.
    I know that once I’m married, the phone calls might be less and less, but I have no doubt that my dad will always be there if I ever need him.
    I love you, Dad. Happy Father’s Day!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Amanda

    My dad died last August. This will be my 1st father’s day without him. I miss him more than I ever thought possible. He was an incredible man, honest, loyal, funny, always there for me. He was a wonderful father and husband. He loved my mother so much; he taught me what a real loving relationship should be like, and that I should never settle for anything less. He taught me to always be honest, to work for what I wanted, and to stand up for what I thought was right. I want to wish everyone a happy father’s day, and ask that you give your dad an extra hug for me…..I wish I were able to give my dad just one more……

  • http://MyDad'sKindDemeanorShowedhisLovingSpirit Donna K Morreale

    My Dad exempified all the things that a “Good Father” should be. He was always there for my Sister and myself & took us Rollerskating every Fri. & Sat. night. Afterwards, he took us to The Texas Hot for a Hotdog or Hamburg. My Dad loved Life, loved People, Loved his Wife & Daughters and he loved his Dog. He almost always had a Smile on his face and had a very Cheerful Demeanor. He was friendly and helpful to his Neighbors, loved his Friends and his Neighbors. He went to Church almost every Sunday, loved Music of any kind, loved to Dance, loved to tell Jokes, loved to Laugh. He basically Loved Life and was “so Thankful and felt Blessed to enjoy a Simple Christian Life w/his Wife and two (2) Daughters, both of whom also became “very musical”. My Dad lived to be over 100 Years old because his two (2) Loving Daughters spent ELEVEN (11) Years taking care of him.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment rw

    My dad-lived up to othe good golden age of 90. He was a builder in Barbados – i learned so much from him and i can’t even begin to speak on all that he was to me/family. He was an awesome man – lots of wisdom, patience and i loved listening to the old time stories he old of when he was growing up. I miss my dad sooooooo much – i never had a journal until my dad died – now i write to him often and especially “father’s day”. i loved my dad. rw

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Ann

    My dad taught me to always do the right thing. He has been through so much in the past twenty years. He had cancer three times, three heart attacks, lung removed, and lost my mother, his wife of 56 years a few months ago. He is on oxygen all of the time now due to his only remaining lung getting weaker. We are so very blessed to have had him this long!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Sheri

    You’ve heard the Brad Paisley song, “The dad he didn’t have to be?” Well, that was my dad. Not my birth-father, but this amazing man that came into our lives when I was five years old and stayed for forty years. He fell in love with my mom and took on five young children, without hesitation. (At least he never admitted he had any). Even his own mother was against the idea and she never really treated us as if we were worthy.

    “Pop”, was hardworking man and never called in sick. We had some very rough patches, when he was laid off or his hours were cut – but he always managed to get us through. I don’t ever remember needing for anything and even at Christmas when we really didn’t have the money, he would pawn some of his most cherished items to make sure we all had a great Christmas, and just prayed he could always get them back. Many times he failed to be able to pay on them and would lose them, but NEVER said a word.

    My pop was selfless and loyal and although there were times, particularly when we were teenagers that I’m sure he second guessed his decision to be our dad, he never said so and he never complained. Once in a while he would grit his teeth and groan, but never a harsh word came from his mouth.

    When we all got to middle school and older, he would save his per-diem quarters and leave a stack for each of us on the counter for lunch each day, so we could all choose between school lunch or be cool and go off campus. He made a sack lunch every single day and never complained about having bologna sandwiches for 30 years. Often, we even managed to sneak all his Twinkies and hostess pies and he never even got a desert in that lunch!

    He and my mother also took in many foster children, opening up our home and our hearts. Teaching us kids about compassion and giving. We eventually adopted my little sister, Tanna. A beautiful little girl who was mentally delayed, had a deformed arm and great difficulty with motor skills and eventually being able to walk or care for herself. My dad bathed her, took her with him wherever they went and absolutely doted on his Tanna-bannana. He was active with the special needs mutual and church and they all just loved him. When he died a few years ago, the viewing line was unreal, the funeral was standing room and there was no a dry eye in the house.

    He was loved by many and is now missed by all. He was definitely the best “Dad, he didn’t have to be.” I miss you pop. Happy Father’s Day.


  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mike

    My dad is the best!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Lucy

    My Dad did his best as humanly possible to be the best Dad. Actually when I compare him to what I have heard about other’s experiences with their Dads,,I consider my Dad a saint,,crowned little less than an angel in heaven now as he went to be with Jesus January 21st of this year. He taught purity and he disliked (strongly) the word “flirt” as I had written a story when I was about 11 years old,,and had put that word in my story,,as he unrolled my story,,I glued the pages like a scroll,,,,I remember watching him read my story,,and he did not say anything till the last part of my scroll page,,he looked at me and said that it was a good story except one word,,the word flirt he made clear his dislike,,as he spoke in his gentle but firm voice to me,,,I think now of that time and can envision his pure heart and gentle guidance,,,he is my Angel Dad,,love him forever!!!!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment deb

    My Dad was a simple man–a farmer. He spent his entire life with the faith and belief that with his hard work and God’s blessings there would be crops/livestock to harvest and support his family. Dad taught me about Faith. Faith in Love; Faith in Others; Faith in Life. He has been gone 10 years, but I still miss him every day. If you still have your Dad, hug him this Fathers Day. I wish I could just one more time. Happy Fathers Day Dad—I love you and miss you.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Linnea

    My dad taught me the true understanding of unconditional love for not only family but also for those less fortunate. He taught me to be thankful for my blessings in life and to work hard for my desires. He taught me love, patience, respect, hope, faith, and compassion. He was a hard man; strict at times but only enough to make us kids think. He was a hard worker that took pride in his accomplishments. Of course we as kids missed him alot because he worked long late hours to come home as we were going to bed the night before school but I can always remember the good night hug or kiss before he would fall asleep on the couch before the evening news. He was a great hunter, fisherman, darts man, horseshoe and bowling champion. But above all he was just a good man in every way; he was my father. I miss you dad and you live on through me everyday!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Jeanie

    I came into this world named Linda Jacquot, adopted as Linda Reneke. An automobile accident claimed the life of my adopted Mother, Father did not want to keep me so I went back up for adoption. At age 3 and a half I became Regina Hoster. When they say the third times a charm, I believe it. I was so proud of my Father, he was more powerful than the Police, or the President, in my eyes. He was a Navy Officer, he loved his Country, he loved orphans, he loved his wife, he loved Jesus, he instilled values that have served me throughout my life. We were taught that God is first in our lives, we serve him, obey his commandments, and everything will fall into place. Every dream that I ever had came to pass. I have had a very blessed life. My Father passed in 2004 at age eighty-six, however he visits every Christmas, by blinking the star on the top of my Christmas tree, I have used this star for several yrs., the lights don’t blink, this started the yr. he passed away. I know it’s him. Thank You Dad, I love you

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment hayden and seirra omernik

    we think our daddy is the greatest,we love him all the way a cross the world ,he teaches us everything,we have lots of fun together we even get to go to work with him we enjoy nascar together we go bike riding swimming ride 4 wheelers too.we love our daddy very very much he means the world to us happy fathers day daddy our dads name is jerry omernik and hes number 1 to us

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Karen

    My dad is not demonstrative but I always knew that he loved me. He worked so hard to make sure that my mom and all 5 of us kids had enough to eat, clothes to wear and a place to live. He is brilliant and funny, quiet and reserved, everything that makes him great! My dad taught me what a true man is not by being macho but by his quiet demeanor. He is my hero and what I wanted my sons to become as men. He is not a perfect man but he is perfect to me and I am proud to call him my Dad!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Theresa Solet

    My father was a great inspiration to me.No matter how busy he was he always took time to listen.He taught me to be proud of who I am,and never to look down on anyone.He was very patient and loving.I never heard my father say anything bad about anybody.I still treasure the moments of sitting by his feet listening to his stories.He will always be my Hero

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Rick

    Well my father had two of the most prestigous jobs he was a Marine and then a Fireman, heros have those jobs. I was named after him and he left us when I was around 12 and had 9 brothers and sisters. I would see him now and then he came to Parris Island to see me graduate and become a Marine Like him well the Marine part we could share. Now I think every father teaches their children, most important my father was a good example of what not to do. Other than the Marine and Fireman in him if ya did the oppisite of what he did you would be OK. Everyone is not perfect and if you only look for the bad in people thats what you will find.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Karen

    It’s hard to put into words the lifetime of love and devotion that I and my four siblings received from our father. He was a devoted father just as he was an equally devoted husband. He always thought of his family first and rarely thought of himself. He and my mother were devout Catholics and were shining examples to us. He worked hard to continue being there for us especially after the death of our mother, leaving him with four kids ages 10-21. He was always there for us for everything. He was a gifted religious poet and shared his poetry with others so that they might know that God loves them. He also wrote songs. He was a whiz when it came to crossword puzzles astonishing us to just how much he knew about just about everything. He was also gifted in humor, quick with a quip or ready to play an innocent practical joke on us which always delighted us. He always tried to see the best in everyone and taught us to do the same and anyone who came in contact with him would always come away happier and inspired by him. Even when his heart disease and emphysema caused him to be hospitalized often, he always tried to cheer up other patients and the nurses on his floor. He hardly ever complained but instead tried to make light of his situation especially when we were around. He was very proud of his children and grandchildren, always speaking so highly of us and of our talents. To us, we were absolutely blessed that God gave him to us and he really was the best father and my hero. Though he went home seven years ago to be with my mother, there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of both of them but especially my father because we spent so much more time on this earth with him. I miss him more than words can say but I am proud of who I am because I learned so much from him. I inherited his gift for writing poetry and, more importantly, how to love and respect all people and see the best in them as he did. Thank you, daddy, for your love and sacrifice. I love you.

  • http://MyDad Tina

    My Dad was the greatest,stern but loving in the same way. My mom died when I was 13yrs old. My Mom & Dad had been divorced for many years. Both sets of grandparents were still living,but my Dad sent for me to live with him. He let my grandparents on my Mom’s side come to visit for a week so they could see I was well taken care of. My Dad always live in a apartment until I came. He built a house just for me I picked the lot and everything. When I was grown and gone my Dad decided to remarry and he called me to ask what did I want to do with the house since it was mine. I told him to do what he liked it was alright with me. He sold it and sent half the money to me. He said that was fair since he built it for me. My Dad never had any other children and didn’t know much about them. But he gave it his all. Happy fathers day Dad, may you rest in peace. I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • http://MyFather Pat Acuna

    I lost my dad in May 1994. Now that Im a dad I see many things clrarly, My dad worked very hard 6 days a week and it was night work. I always thought that he did not care spending time with us but now I see that he worked hardin order for us to have everything we needed. He never said I love you or hugged us much but he had his own way of showing it. I miss him alot and sometimes Im angry that he died just when we were becoming closer. My dad was a quiet hard working man and he did was loved by all that knew him. I miss you and will always carry you in my heart.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment stan levine

    My dad was so great he , among other things, started a scout troop, where there wasn’t one, making it possible for hundreds of other scouts to experence the out doors. He was govener and president of the Lions club and gave countless hours to help the blind.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment B.Logan

    My Dad showed me the greatest feeling for unconditional love, through his memory it grows stronger in me every day. I love so!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Bobbie

    Although my mother was my father as well for the most part, I was lucky to have two dads that I learned much from; one as I grew up; both after I was grown.Since my biological dad wasn’t around as I grew up, my mother was both parents in the sense of taking responsibility for me in every way and making the rules and she will always share in the honor of Father’s Day for me. But my uncle was the role figure for me as I grew up and he had some very desirable examples for me. Until his death when I was age 32, he was always the father I wished I had and he saw no difference in me and his own daughter. I spent as much time as my mother would allow with my uncle, aunt and cousin; and that’s where I learned how special a family can be with both parents who love each other and their children. My uncle and aunt loved me enough that they would have adopted me legally if my mother had been willing. They always had enough love to stretch wherever it was needed and they were my ideal family role model.
    As an adult I finally got to know my biological dad and grew to understand that it was never that he didn’t love me that he wasn’t there; he had no choice. He was left wounded and forgotten from the military before he and my mother were married and he could not support himself not to mention a child. Although we missed the time I was growing up, we built a very special relationship and he was the only grandfather my children ever knew ( my husband’s father died many years before we met). Daddy regretted that we didn’t have the relationship some fathers and their children have growing up; but he never failed to let me know that he felt the greatest loss was his and he always respected the relationship I had with my uncle, saying that he was the one who was there for me when I needed a dad. They are all gone now, including my mother; but in my heart there are three people who should be honored each Father’s Day, and the things each taught me have given me the faith and the will to survive many things I would never have believed I could survive. And isn’t that a part of what every parent should be remembered and honored for?

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Maria L Hechavarria

    My father was very much reveared. I realized this at his funeral back in 2001. Every person that came to pay their respects stopped me and told me an anecdote of how my father had taken care of them in their time of need.

    I cannot tell you how much love I perceived as they told me how they personally felt at the time my father extended a caring hand without their asking. I knew my father as my kind and generous daddy – a very caring person – I didn’t know many others did as well.

    His funeral was very well attended – many people came to say Goodbye.
    I was grateful that I had him for a very long time – he left us at the tender age of 73. I thank God for his gift of my DAD to me.

    I learned to be kind, to be understanding, and to be calm. I know that listening plays an important part – to be able to put yourself in someone else’s shoes – that makes all the difference.

    I miss him a lot – he had an uncanning ability to put the goings on of this world in some perspective that made it seem OK. Everyday I wonder what he would say today.

    Thank you Dad for being You!
    Gracias Papa por ser TU
    Thank you Lord for allowing me to know a person such as my Father.


  • http://Whataman! Gail Cyrus

    Often, we do not express to those who mean the most to us just how much they have impacted our lives. This forum gives me the opportunity to say publically, “Thank you” to my Dad. There were six children born to the union of my parents. I can tell you raising us was not easy task; but my Dad was always supportive and available for “wise counsel.” This counsel ensured that not only were his children university graduates (4 masters’ and 2 doctoral); but his grandchildren have continued this legacy of education by obtaining university degrees from prestigious institutions such as Texas A & M University, Tuskegee University, Prairie View A & M University, University of Pennsylvania, and George Washington University. There will be no “red carpet walks” for my Dad; and, there will not be an Oscar given to him; however, he is the love of our life and of the 81 years of his life, 60 years have been given to my mother and to the commitment of his family’s success. His most memorable instructions to me have been: “You cannot run with the foxes AND hunt with the hounds. You have to choose to be a fox or a hound” Also, “There is no education in the second-kick of a mule.”
    Thanks, Daddy!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Lara Slack

    My Daddy has a very special place in my heart.He has always loved me and in return I just want to say that I am very,very grateful for you Daddy.Daddy,I have always considered you as prince charming.I know I am grown now,but my daddy will always have a very,very special place in my heart.I can remember when my daddy first taught me to ride a bike and he was right there beside me cheering me on and encouraging me to try my hardest when I would ever do something new.My daddy has always seemed to have alot of faith in me.Dadddy always knew just exactly how to make me mind and now that I am older I really appreciate that.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment melissa

    he’s always been there for us. :)

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment fred staffod

    my dad has been gone since 1992 I miss him more than words can say. when I needed him most a a crucial period in my life when it seemed that everyone had abandoned me he was there. When I tried to pay him back for the sacrifice that he had made , he told me finish this up and then we’ll talk about paying me back. He died while I was locked up. And I never got the chance to pay him back or to truly thank him for what he did for me. He was always there when my children were small and they don’t have much remembrance of him. Were he alive today he would be so proud of his 3 great grandchilren and would no doubt spoil them rotten, as if I don’t(lol). Dad I miss you and I tell other’s as often as I can to hug and love and cherish what they have in their Father’s, and Mother’s. there will come a time when they are gone and you’d love to do that just one more time. Happy Fathers Day Dad Miss You and Love You…

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Joann Scaturro

    My father is a humble man who truly loves God, his family and his country. He has quietly lived a grace-filled life touching the lives of those around him with a compassionate heart and genuine intentions.

    Thanks to my dad, I have been blessed with a loving support system my entire life…sort of my own personal cheerleader! I am blessed to have been loved so unconditionally these past 51 years, it is a gift for which I am thankful. I often think that the world would be a much better place if everyone experienced that level of love!

    This loving daughter is inspired by the way my dad has lived his life, it makes me want to be a better person. I count my father among the things for which I am most grateful in life…it is not possible to imagine my life without his love, guidance, humor, and most of all, friendship. Happy Father’s Day Dad, you are my hero!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment My Dad

    What else can I say, except, Thank You dad, For my existance in this world…. I Love You, up their in Heaven….

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Bala

    Our Dad from a lower middle class family in India encouraged us (five children) to have good education (master/Doctoral degrees) against all odds, with fees for the education coming from other necessities.

    We owe what we are today to him.

    We deeply miss you, DAD.

  • Daphne

    My Dad, who’s in his middle 70′s, has been through much in the last 10 years with his health including cancer and open heart surgery. Despite it all, he keeps on truckin’ — including walking several miles to work almost every day. Indeed, this past week he was honored by a group of more than 350 of his colleagues for his contributions in his field. And on top of all that, he has distinguished himself as a loving, kind, humorous man. He is not just my father, he is one of my best friends and I have never been more proud of him than I am right now. I feel blessed every day that I have him with me on Earth.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Pam Hendrix

    My dad passed away 16 years ago.(Dec 29,1995) He was a strict dad,but also very loving one. We didn’t always have a lot of money,but he made sure us girls(3) always had what we need.I cried everytime i talked about him for the first 2 years after he passed away. My other sisters were closer to him that i was in many ways,but he and i had a different kind of bound. We just knew how to communicate with out a lot of words. My Mom ,who has also passed away, used to say i could always make him smile. I miss him very much! I wish so much that he were still here. I am 62yrs old and there are times when i still need my dad. For everyone whose father is still living,cherish every moment!!!!! You can never get them back! June 19,2011 Love you,Dad

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment ruth borsuk

    My dad,
    he passed 18 years ago but his spirit lives on and the memories are so beautiful.
    I was very close with my dad, we shared the love of animals and science fiction….
    we would always go to the farms when i was a youngin…sunday drives to look at horses and cows and pick lilacs for my mom.
    My dad always understood me….one night i was up really late and i was full of anxiety and i came downstairs and my dad was still up watching tv….(he had emphazima and could not move very fast) i sat down on the couch and he asked me if i was ok, i started to cry…my dad, Jack Borsuk, stood up, went into the kitchen, made a cup of tea and with shaking hands gave it to me and said, this will make you feel better….do you know it was the love i felt from my dad that made me feel better.
    My dad was a great man, a mentor to myself, my sister and my two nephews and we were blessed to have him in our lives….
    Blessings to my daddy, Jack Borsuk i love you, you are in my heart.

    Ruth Borsuk.

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  • http://Ifthere'sanythingIcandowell,it'sbraggingaboutmyDad.... Meredith

    My Dad it the person I look up to most of all in this world. He has always been the person who supported our family not only financially, but with guidance,strength,firmness,and most of all love. He is a “Mr. fix it” guy, can cook, loves the out doors,animals,children,and will help out anyone at the drop of a hat. Growing up, my friends always called him simply “Dad”. We always had 3-10 teenagers at our home during the week and after school, many times staying over night. It was the comfortable house in a small town of 900 people in upstate NY. At that time we may not have had much money, but we always had each other My Dad made sure we knew that was what was important. One thing I am so thankful for is looking back, there is not one thing I would change about my childhood and growing up. I have my Dad to thank for that. We since have moved to NC, living 20 minutes apart. We talk several times a week and see each other at least once or twice a week. He has been there for me through several severe health problems, amongst other things people go through where they need a parent close by. I am the luckiest woman in the world to have the Dad that I have. I have no idea what I would do without him – I love him with all my heart.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Julian

    I never had a Dad and these Storys make me cry.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Lara Slack

    I have found as I have gotten older that I have become closer to my Daddy as both of us have aged.I have always thought that my Daddy is very,very wise.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Peggie Soni

    My Dad passed away almost 21 years ago now, but what I loved about him the most was his honesty and integrity. He also had a strong work ethic and to support the family, that meant working outside in extreme temperatures–some of the hottest and coldest and wettest of days. When income was low, he would do whatever it took to support his wife and seven children, even if it meant getting work in another city or state to pay the bills. Also, he could do anything he set his mind to do, and often used this can-do spirit and his artistic talents to maintain and improve our home, including but not limited to, making beautiful built-in shelves, furniture, a patio, a garage, or a shed. He was ahead of his time when he installed an eco-friendly hot water furnace system throughout the house. He also painted, and refurbished and rebuilt antique player pianos and antique cars. I feel like he is still always with me. I was fortunate enough to inherit some of his artistic talent and other good characteristics and abilities. He had wanted to be an architect, but when he came back from the war, his step-father encouraged him to go into a trade instead. He would have made a great architect, but better than that, he was a great father!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Rama

    My dad who lived a full life of 87 years was a unique person,his thoughts always were ‘out of box’,he was personification of humility and ability to make an impression on whom ever he met by his wit and simplicity. He had friends of different age groups both men and women. He was fearless and his needs were minimal.He was disciplined to the core and uncompromising in his beliefs.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment tammy

    My dad showed me courage. He recently passed away from cancer, in which he was originally diagnosed 10 years ago. He never showed fear and accepted what was dealt to him.He indured the many doctor visits to make me happy, even though he was in constant pain. He never accepted pain medication, he wanted to always be in his right mind. For this battle he lost with great courage to accept his faite he is a person I can truly brag about. Forever in my heart, I love you dad.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Paula (Trout) Morris

    I really don’t know how to make this short because my father is more than my hero.He’s been my giant, my strength,my teacher,hunting and work ethic intstructor,my reason ,as you say ,for my silliness and he has taught me what a true giver really is. I’ve asked myself before, why in the world do I work so hard when the world doesn’t seem to care. Well my dad always said ,”Paula, never have to back up to your paycheck.” For this I am so thankful.When I was in my mid thirties I suffered a major nervous breakdown.My dad drove from out of town to get me to my doctors appointments and he sat patiently waiting in me.While mom never ceased in her love and holding the homefront down, daddy worked outside the home endless hours to support us. I will always love him and I hope that I may turn out to be a fraction of the person that he is.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment MICHELLE

    Don’t let a day go by without letting Dad know how much you care.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment AJ Black

    My dad was God manifested. Although he has left this earth I love him even more because he taught me the meaning of love and transmitting that love to others. He always said to share and be kind to everyone. He loved God and that was expressed through his actions and I have big shoes to fill to continue his legacy. I thank God for giving me a wonderful dad.

  • http://MyDAD Becky Eckert

    My dad is wonderful. He has tried in every way to make me strong and a Christian. He brought us up in a Christian home full of God. We had our problems, but always made it through. My dad is strong, good looking and fun to be around. He can play by ear and plays beautiful. I love my dad.
    Love you dad your daughter, Becky

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Ada Harris

    My DAD is my hero,he never let me down,hes always been my biggest fan even when he should have been angry at me for my huge mistakes in life. Im and old women now my dad is still here with me,he loves my children with all of his heart,a daddys love is unconditional. Love your daddy with all your heart,when you get old like me he will still tell the age old storys to your children and make them laugh alot and you will still get to laugh along even when your old like me,I love you DAD! God couldnt have gave me a better dad!Thank you Lord!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mandi

    I was blessed with the best Dad ever! I always brag as I reminisce about my Dad’s warmth and wisdom. He used his great storytelling talents to teach me morality and sensitivity towards others. My Dad loved reading and sharing knowledge, making us want to do the same. My Dad taught me self love and pride. Most of all he taught me God! A teacher by profession, he was an amazing human being…very funny too! People like my Dad, though dead, they never really die! You are the best Daddy!!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Sue Turner

    My father was simply a very good, decent man. He took care of his family, always putting our needs before his. My mother battled cancer for several years. He was always there for her, taking care of her, helping her in any way he could. He never complained. I don’t think he knew how. He was not verbally demonstrative (as many men of his generation); but he was always there, and always tried to do the right thing. In short, he was a good man.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Mahala Hare

    Hi…I DIDN’T have a relationship with my dad. It was his choice to set me aside since I came out the wrong gender to suit his request of the Lord in the middle of the depression of the 1929-30′s. “Another useless girl!” My story of rejection that led to depression took 58 years to begin to lead to healing. Cancer came, and completed the physical healing, as it was achieved wholistically. Now, at age 80, the spiritual healings are rolling in, and I finally HAVE a relationship with my earthly father. It’s too long to write about; except to say, I am grateful for the Dad I had, as through his rejection, I was made into a compassionate woman, who has led other women to victory over depression. Yes, I am grateful. mh…

  • http://PapaSalvi Michele

    My father is beyond amazing in my eyes. I had a horrible childhood living with my mother and step father. Abused mentally and physically, by my senior year they put me out and my mom didn’t talk to me for six years because I had an interacial relationship. My father was there every step of the way. This man was even in the delivery room while I was having my first born. Every surgery I had as an adult, he was there. Financial struggles, mental struggles, he was there. I have a younger brother who is battling an addiction, my father has given up his life, without exageration to dedicate his time to making sure my brother gets straight and makes it. He is one of a kind, a true gentleman, and I am convinced that they just don’t make em like him anymore. God Bless my dad, please pray for him, because he deserves all of the blessings he can get. Love you Papa Salvi! Muah!

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment martyna

    my dad is the best because he loves me and he is always understanding i am an 11 year old girl and he is the only dad i could ask for i would like to say thanks to god that this cranky old man is mine and will be forever im not sayin that your dad isnt the best im just sayin that i love my dad im also not just sayin oh my dads the best just because im giving u reasons thank u god i love the man i call dad and u gave him too me i must be doin something right…..I LOVE YOU DAD……

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment teepee

    Dad valued love more than anything. He loss his chinese entitlement to have his filipina daughters. We learned biblical love from our father. He brought us closer to God reinforcing good values with a christian education.And he taught us to value life more than things by extending care for the less fortunate. He inspired us with unending support in all undertakings by motivating his children . He raised us to a position of esteem . We all grew up independent respecting our individuality. We are united when reminded of what our father taught us.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment gina

    My wonderful father.I started calling him TITO…up to now his great grandchildren call him like that:)He is 85 years old….very strong and healthy.he is very organized and clean cut guy and very humble.. has a little shop and still working!!and drives doing errands,buying groceries and so forth:) …ah but he gets up at 6 in the morning and go to bed at 7pm…I remember when i was little he helped me and siblings with the homework ,took us to the park,to the circus,gave us amazing rides in a convertible red Cadillac,my school friends liked him a lot always we were having fun.I never saw him angry or arguing or cursing or things like that with nobody…he taught us to respect,and be grateful,,,he loved my mother immensely till her death..he listens to my words and give me wise advise.God gave him an incredible virtue Patience..and i feel very proud in having him as my amazing DAD…I love him so much and respect him and adore him as same with lots of people he knew along his journey in his life that also admire him and appreciate him much..I thank God for having you as my father I love you TITO<3

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Caren

    My Dad is ALWAYS my biggest cheerleader. He came to all of my sporting events, concerts and any other activities. He tells me I’m beautiful ( he is a little biased) and smart. I feel like I can do anything in his eyes.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Victor

    My Dad is my pillar of strength, though very strict when I was growing up, I now understand what he done for me to survive in this hightly competitive world today. I know have the mental capacity to carry on where other fall short through the conditioning my father put me through. Over the years as I became a man he has become my best friend and confidant. I love him to every fault and the bond between him and I is unbreakable.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Valerie

    My Dad was a little but strong and BIG Man! He was very strict to all 4 of us. But only said something if it meant something to him. I’ll forever be thankful when I was growing up and moving from job to job. If I didn’t get my promotion or raise fast enough, I would quit! And find another, Once when I began to work for the FEDs, my dad spoke up and encourage me to keep that good JOB. I retired from that position after 33yrs.

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