Great posts everyone!
I sure am doing alot of crying but it is because we had and have so many wonderful DADS!

[Happy62]

I HAVE MANY GREAT MEMORIES OF MY DAD.... HE WAS A DENTIST AND DID KIDS WORK FOR FREE BECAUSE HE DID NOT WANT THEM TO GO WITHOUT. HE TAUGHT ME TO PLAY GOLF, AND ALLOWED ME TO TAKE STUFF APART TO SEE WHAT MADE IT WORK, EVEN IF SOMETIMES I COULD NO PUT IT BACK TOGETHER. HE LOVED ANIMALS AND WE ALWAYS HAD A STRANGE THING OR TWO ( FOX, RACOON, MONKEY, DUCKS, RABBITS ) HE WAS THE BEST GRANDPA THERE EVER WAS.... HE DIED OF A MASIVE HEART ATTACK AT AGE 57.

HE LEFT ME WITH ONE MANTRA THAT I HAVE USED ALL MY LIFE.......

"ANYTHING WORTH DOING, IS WORTH DOING RIGHT"

[Talk Host]

There are thousands of memories of my father, but one comes to mind as being very pleasing to me.

My dad was a labor negotiator for National Steel Corporation. He was very highly respected but always felt that he was held back from a higher position with the company because he was a Slovak and a Catholic in a time when that was not the best situation. He was very likely correct.

The one story that pleases me, occurred when he was about 85 years old. I was hosting a morning radio show in upstate New York. He was visiting us from our family home in Weirton, West Virginia. My mother had died a few years before and Dad was pretty lonesome and almost depressed. On his last morning with us, I asked him to come in and be a guest on my morning show for the entire 4 hours. He reluctantly agreed. He talked about his life growing up with 8 brothers and sisters in a coal mining town in Ohio. Working for Weirton Steel and going up through the ranks from clerk to assistant director of labor relations. He talked about our family and the things we did. He was really quite good.

We left the studio and went straight to the airport for his trip back to Pittsburgh. As soon as he got home, he called me to tell this story. ".....I sat down on the airplane next to a businessman from IBM. He said, "....The guy struck up a conversation with me and said that he had heard the most interesting radio program this morning. He said that he was listening to a local station and that the host had his father on as a guest and that it was one of the most interesting radio shows he had ever heard."

Well, I don't have to tell the rest of the story. My dad was just absolutely beside himself with pride. I could not have planned for anything better.

[KathieI]

Jan, that is a wonderful story. I love it!!

By popular demand, I'm putting my father's picture back in place of mine.... oh dear, am I THAT bad or is he THAT good?? :

[nONIE]

Thanks Kath,
I want to concentrate on the man who is going to make all my dreams come true!!! LOL LOL. Seriously, he looks like a sweetheart. Cant wait to meet him.

[Rokinronda]

Nonie, :realmad: I have 1st dibs, ask Kath!! But I will share........ :hot: :hot: :hot: 040

[nONIE]

HMMMMM! So when did this all come about? Well ok, but Kathie told me about a little habit he has(cant mention) and I promised I would be there for his little fix. LOL LOL

[RCT]

Character. My Father had it, and was one.
My memories are vast. Something that happened so often, but was still special every time, was when he'd call home from his office, and say "Get your clubs ready, Ronnie, I am leaving work early" Now, from Hershey Pa., to Camp Hill, just outside Harrisburg, was about a 25 minute commute, but in this youngsters mind, it took forever for him to get home. Our times on the course, were about so much more than golf. He taught me the correlation between life and golf, which has always been talked about. The highs, the lows. Forget the last thing, can't change it. Learn from it, but can't change it.
Now, about the character that he was. My parents 30th wedding anniversary, he got up at 3AM, poured water on my Mother in bed, and yelled 'FIRE!!!". Now, my mother had a very good sense of humor, she did marry a minister, but it took her a couple of days to truely see the hillarity of this particular prank. In defense of my Father, though he did used to say, "A Irish Presbyterian minister, obviously is different!!"
Here's to you, Dad, and hope you know, that the lessons you and Mom taught me, are USUALLY adhered to.

Love you and miss you,

Ronnie

[KathieI]

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Nonie, LMAO!! I can't believe you, I'm so glad you didn't blurt out his bad habit!!

You really are a crazy woman!!

[Blondie]

These stories are wonderful---I have happy tears running down my cheeks.
Chels, my Dad was also called Fast Eddie--my husband gave him that nickname. Actually, that name didn't seem to fit him--don't know why Jim dubbed him that. He was an extremely intelligence man, but about as uptight as a man could be. I was one of 4 girls and we never saw him come out of the bedroom without having showered and shaved. I never even saw him in his undershirt.
He was really mad at my Jim b/c we eloped- he would never blame me for eloping, only Jim --it was 10 years before he would have a civil conversation with Jim---then they became much closer---probably b/c the men my sisters married made Jim look like a prince--that's what jim said anyway.
My Mom died when she was 55 ---she had a long bone break in her leg and threw an embolism. My Dad was devasted and did mellow after that somewhat. What I remember so vividly was, when our son Jimmie was killed in a boating accident when he was 14, my Dad cried ---he felt so helpless b/c his way of loving us and fixing things had always been to buy us "things," and "things" could never take this pain away.
He died in a house fire when he was 63. I loved my Dad like crazy, and he loved me--and that I am sure of. I pray every day for him, and I know he watches over me.

Great subject, Thanx, Blondie

Happy Father's Day Dad

[Talk Host]

BTW,

I was born on Father's Day, June 15th, 1947.

JLK

[chelsea24]

Awww Blondie, that was such a great post. You've suffered many loses. Can't wait till you return, I want to give you a big hug. You're such a nice lady. Now it's time to dance, dance, dance!

Ronnie: You're father sounds like a hoot! And no wonder you love golf so much! It must always bring back those special memories.

What a wonderful event Jan. I don't believe in coincidences so I know your Dad was truly meant to have a very special day.

And Kathie! I told you I fall madly in love with older men, especially Italian, as I had so many "second" fathers with my friend's dads. So, it looks like I'm going to have to fight Nonie and Ronda both for his attention! What a handsome guy! :bigthumbsup: Tell him we're standing in line and to get his little Mostaccioli butt down here!

[F16 1UB]

The oh so many fishing trips. I was 9 and we went to Canada fishing. The bite was terrible during the day so we went out at night. The first night after dark the northern lights were out. The brighter they got the better the smallmouth bass would bite. We had a blast. I lost Dad in May of 94. I think of him daily.

F16

[Donna]

Fathers Day is a day to say thank you for all the great memories, past and present..All the love given to us as children..

My dad..One in a million..As children, he would take my brother Mark and I horseback riding every weekend..He adored my mother so much, and made our lives so happy..

He was a very religious man, every Sunday he woke us up for 9:00 Mass..OMG did he annoy us to no end..LOL

I would always have a stomach ache and Mark had a headache..Did that work?? No, his words were if you have time for your friends, you have time for God..Well, needless to say, Mark and I went to church..

He was a Trial Attorney in NY, and we often went to court with him, he would take us into the Judges chambers..That was so impressive!

That was such a thrill..It was so impressive to see him try a case..His nick name in the court room was Little Caesar..

I always went to his office with him, and boy was I proud..He was the apple of my eye..

He was a Marine, 1st Marine Division Guadalcanal, Iwo Jima..He was a Japanese Translator too..

Two Purple Hearts and a Presidential Citation..He spoke so often about the war and the friends he lost..He always referred those who died, as "The Hero's."

I have a place reserved just for him in my heart, his heart was made of gold, so thoughtful, loving, and a friend above all else..

In my life, he will always be a part...

My Dad was many things, he was loving and kind..Very often he knew exactly what was on my mind..

He was someone who listened, suggested and defended, my Dad was one of my very best friends..

He was proud of our triumphs, he was patient and strong..

As each year passed I was always so proud, and always thanked God for giving me my Dad!

Today he is not with me, he died in 1983..I find myself savoring his words,

I will always remember what he taught me,

I realize, he will always be with me.

Thanks Dad, for always being there...

I love you..

May the spirit of love surround everybody today, especially our fathers both past and present.
I hope even more tell stories of their fathers.
Happy father's Day!