For Fathers Day ...

[Idaho]

I woke up to a bowl of Grapenuts and yogurt with a Diet Coke on the side given to me by Emily.

Can't wait for the rest of the day to unfold.

 

[Baron Scicluna]

My kids played quietly downstairs, letting Daddy sleep late. When I woke up, the youngest Scicluna (under age 5), asked, "Did you sleep good, Dad?"

We're going to do some fun stuff later this afternoon before I go to work.

 

[mike311gd]

Oh, crap.

 

[Evil Bastard (aka Chris_L)]

 

[Highway 101]

For Fathers Day..... I spent the weekend with my brother — who I hadn't seen in eight years due to his Army service — in Chicago and we decided against waking up Dad at 5a West Coast time.

 

[imjustagirl]

I can't call my dad because their phone got cut off. But I sent a card, and he's getting a kick-ass gift in two weeks for his birthday. Told my mom last night when she called me from my aunt's house to tell him I said Happy Father's Day.

It's all I can do.

 

[CentralIllinoisan]

Woke up to a picture, hand-painted by Jake, the phrase "Happy Daddy's Day!" typed across the page in block letters ... Also got the requisite bottle of Old Spice, my first. Now we're off to IHOP for pancakes. What a day.

 

[Flash]

I'll light a candle and raise a pint to him.

 

[lono]

Papa Lono, crazy ******* that he was, passed away a while back, but he is never far from my thoughts.

He was a true wild man, someone who stomped on the terra with the aggression of a heavyweight boxer and the reckless abandon of a high-stakes poker player. He lived his entire life locked and loaded, always ready for whatever life threw at him, which turned out to be way more than he deserved.

And he took no **** from anyone, ever.

When he graduated Catholic elementary school, the head nun looked at him and said, "Someday, you'll look back on these years as the best time of your life."

"Bull****," was his one-word reply. In front of his mother and father.

He used to deliver roses to strippers in the burlesque houses and bouquets to cancer patients in hospitals when he was seven years old and a year or two later was a courier for the local hoods who ran the numbers in the city.

As an 18-year-old kid, on his first night of boot camp in the Marines, he called out the drill instructor and picked a fight with him.

He was profane, hard-assed, uncontrollable and even in the best of times, tough to live with. But he raised six of us and did a damn fine job of it. He loved my mother, was a man of unflinching honesty and unquestioned integrity.

He taught me to honor my wife, love my children and above all else, be a stand-up guy, someone loved ones can count on when times are hard. Because sooner or later, they will be.

So, RIP, Dad.

I'll have one for you tonight.

 

[Moderator1]

My kids both called - I think I made my daughter cry when I told her, "I'm proud to be your daddy."
She's running her restaurant open to close, by herself, for the first time today.

I'll tip one to your dad and mine - 41 years gone - tonight, lono. Good seeing you this weekend and safe travels back.

 

[Killick]

Like IJAG's dad, mine has a birthday closely following Dad's Day. His is next week. So, I did sort of a double-gift -- I re-upped his OnStar service for another year. But, the call was strained today. A little background: When I went off to college, the goal was to be an engineer. I couldn't hack it (I could do the classwork, but absolutely detested it.) But, I had found writing. Mom and Dad decried that they would pay for college if I studied engineering. If I wanted to chase journalism, it would be on my dime. Stupidly(?), I opted for the latter, and was a loser to my Dad until I landed a job at the a paper and had a side-gig doing a magazine for the local U's athletic department. Then, I was okay. Gave up the fanzine last summer, and my paper went tits up in January, so I'm back to being a looser no matter what great publications I freelance for.

So, happy Father's Day, Dad, from your worthless son. Sigh.

 

[Jack_Kerouac]

Happy Father's Day to all of my fellow SportsJournalists.com dads out there.

I was awakened to breakfast in bed (waffles, eggs, peaches, toast, coffee and juice), and each of my two boys made me two handmade cards. What a great way to start my day!

 

[User 1019]

Had some French toast, got a shirt, two cards and reminded that our new wireless router we got a month ago was my main gift.

 

[Herbert Anchovy]

He's been gone seven years, but me and mine still play, every day. I wear his medal, his watch, I keep the last book he was reading (with the bookmark on page 135) on the endtable.

Happy Father's Day, Pop. I will always be that kid, and that dad, too.

 

[Rosie]

Happy Father's Day, all you SportsJournalists.com dads out there.

We're letting Mr. Rosie do pretty much as he pleases today. We made him a French toast cobbler for breakfast (it's fantabulous) and we'll be grilling steaks for supper. And if you read the what's for supper thread, you know about my dilemma.

My mom and dad are going to be stopping by later today, this is totally and completely out of the blue.

This is our first Father's Day without my father-in-law. Mr. Rosie hasn't said a thing, but for all the time he's spent in his garage today, I'm sure it's on his mind.

 

[Chi City 81]

Called my Dad and talked to him for about a half-hour. That's about it.

I'm taking him to a Cubs game for his birthday in August.

 

[zebracoy]

Mailed him a card. There was a golf exposition nearby that I thought about taking him to today, but given that he's not in the best of health and that it was pouring rain all night, I thought he'd be more miserable than happy.

 

[Write-brained]

I've never been much for the Hallmark days. I'm a big believer in acting like every day is special.

It's a good thing, too, because my daughter woke me up at about 6 a.m. with a cold. She snuggled into bed between my wife and I and then her cat's kittens, which are now walking and climbing, insisted on climbing out of their makeshift room and climbing into bed with us. I put up a good fight for about an hour and then gave up carrying them back to their abode. Tired of their little claws in my side, I took my pillow and collapsed onto the couch for an hour.

My daughter woke me up with a card that had a picture of her and me with a big heart and the word "Daddy" spelled correctly not once, but twice. It made up for the lack of sleep and the fact that I'm now at work.

 

[Rosie]

Well, that was quick.

Ten minutes. I think that beats the old record of 15.

 

[playthrough]

My Dad recently took a consulting job a few states away from home that has him away three weeks every month. He's lonely as hell, being away from Mom and my brother who lives at home. I sent him a care package/Father's Day present with a couple of sports mags, Raisinets (his fave), a Panera Bread gift card (Mom said it's his favorite joint near his new office) and, most importantly, several new pictures of his granddaughter that no one else had seen yet, even Mom. Easily the best gift I've ever given after decades of crappy ties and hankies.

As for me, the wife is watching the kid while I watch the Open in peace in my basement. That's all I'll ever ask for.