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Happy Fathers Day! – Times News Online

Published on June 18, 2022 at 08:07

An online article written anonymously said that the joy and affirmation of fatherhood is for a man when his children call him a little three-letter word.

“When they call you daddy with a certain tone of affection in their voice,” the article read, “you’ve earned their love and respect. Of course, when they’re young and they call you daddy, it’s pretty cool too.

I thought all kids called their dad “Daddy”. No one calls him “Father” as they did back then, or as a formality in very wealthy families.

The article goes on to say, “There is a big difference between a man who is a father and a man who is a dad. A father is biological and emotionally independent. A father may or may not be biological, but he is endearing to his children.

I thought about that. There is a difference in inference when an adult son or daughter says, “My father is coming to dinner” or “My father is coming to dinner.” The word “father” seems distant and indifferent compared to the warm vagueness that we men feel when our children call us “dad”.

I thought of an example to further prove the point. Let’s say a boy has a baseball game to play at 4 p.m. today. A dad works until 7 p.m., so he’ll tell his kid he can’t make the game. A dad will find a way to get off work early so he can be there to watch his son play ball.

It reminded me of my brother-in-law. Years ago, his son was a pitcher in a state championship game. My brother-in-law was a tractor-trailer driver. He told his boss he was going to leave work early and drive his big truck to the game.

On the way to the game, his truck breaks down. Stuck on the side of the road, he told his boss he was leaving the truck and going to the game. He walked 4 miles to the field. He showed up in the first run and then watched his son launch the team to a championship victory.

Now he’s a dad, I thought. Not only was my brother-in-law planning to go to the game, but he was so determined to be there for his boy, and look what he did so he could see him play. His son will never, ever forget him. Any boy would never have forgotten if his father wasn’t there.

When I was growing up, we feared our fathers more than we loved them. Step out of line and you have the belt. I never saw my father’s loving side. Most of my friends also said the same about theirs.

“Your father is working hard to put a roof over your head, our mothers would say, and food on the table, and clothes on your back. You should be grateful.

Without minimizing the importance of the material comforts we had, but we wanted more from our fathers. I remember when I was about 14 and one of my buddies said, “My dad takes me fishing on his day off” and another said, “My old man is going to drink beers and watch TV and he will shout for me when he needs another bottle.

When my son was born, I was overwhelmed with joy. I wanted to do everything to be his father and not his father. I changed her diapers. I warmed his formula and accompanied him to fall asleep in my arms in the middle of the night, then a few hours later went to work.

After the birth of my daughter, I took care of her in the same way. When she was about 3 years old, I played a concert in her room every night before she fell asleep. I danced her stuffed animals on her bed and Biscuit, her favorite stuffed dog, sang her silly songs with my voice. She laughed and loved it all. And on her fifth birthday, I surprised her with a visit from Cinderella, her favorite Disney character. When Cinderella started walking down our driveway wearing her glass slippers and blue dress, I’ll never forget the look on my little girl’s face that day.

She is now a month and a half away from turning 15.

Being a dad doesn’t have to be a chore. The whole idea of ​​the difference between a father and a father became clearer to me. A dad plays catch with his son. A father tells his boy that he is too busy or too tired. A father lets his daughter play Taylor Swift songs in his car. A father says: “It’s my car and when you’re in my car, you listen to my music.

We fathers must earn the right to be called dads. Our children deserve nothing less from us. We want our sons to grow up to be good young men, as well as husbands and fathers, and our daughters to choose to marry men with the same qualities they see in us.

Tomorrow is not Father’s Day. Tomorrow is dads day and it is this dad’s wish for every man raising a child in this world to realize the difference between the two words.

For all the wonderful dads, I raise my glass and salute you. And for dads, I say it’s never too late to be the dad your kids have always wanted. Give them your time, not just your money. Love them with your actions, not just your words.

Imagine if every dad was a dad, what a wonderful world that could be.

Rich Strack can be contacted at [email protected]