I met my father outside a Holiday Inn. He didn't look like the man in the only picture I had of him: a picture I've had on my bookshelf for the majority of my life of a man in his twenties on the beach with a healthy tan and windblown hair.
By Susan "Honey" Good "My father was a gentle man and a gentleman; a man who always took the high road." ~ Honey Good Darlings, we all have person...
He worked at Coca-Cola and believed strongly that his best information came from the men who drove the trucks, the ones who actually delivered to the grocery stores. Those trucks left promptly.... promptly at 6 AM each day. He wanted to chat with all of men before they left. He also wanted to have a full breakfast with all six of his children before he left.
I have never visited my father's birthplace in Kosice, Czechoslovakia. In fact, I find that part of the world quite confusing. I couldn't tell you the difference between a Czech and a Slav or what area the Czech Republic occupies.
In honor of Father's Day, my son Jesse, 12, and I answered questions about the role media and technology play in our lives and our relationship. Last month, Common Sense's Technology Addiction: Concern, Controversy and Finding Balance took a deeper dive into the transformative role that technology plays in family life.
There is a candid family memory my father likes to share: one of a young black man in the 70's stroller-pushing his daughter in the streets of Spain. Back then, Valencia was not so diverse and seeing a man babysitting was just as unusual.
It's hard for me to take a holiday seriously if it's not connected to a day off from work. Or, worse yet, if it arbitrarily excludes people who don't meet the criteria being celebrated.
I know saying 'I'm sorry" isn't enough. But I want you to know how sorry I am you lost your father. I'm sorry he passed away so suddenly and with so much life left to live. I'm sorry you can't call him to discuss every last detail of the weekends rugby match or cricket scores.
As Father's Day approached, and I watched my kids excitedly make plans to celebrate, I couldn't help but reflect on my juvenile justice reform work. As a former youth corrections administrator, I noticed their excitement is so different than the isolation we know is too often experienced by kids in facilities.
After being hit by a car, I was admitted into the Intensive Care Unit (ICU). The following Sunday was Father's Day. I didn't see my three children that ranged from eight weeks to four years that year because infants and toddlers are not allowed into the ICU area.
Ryan and I started our business together while we were roommates in college. Instead of being afraid to start, we had the confidence to jump in head first because we saw our father's do the same thing when we were growing up.
Hey, Dad! Nice to see you here. A little bird told us that you are trying to conceive, so let's cut to the chase now, shall we? Although Mom will be the one carrying a baby for nine months, she no longer is the only one carrying the burden of healthful living.
When Harry was 2 years old and their favorite color was pink, it was Ken who bought them a pink sticker book, a pink beach pail, and pink streamers for their hand-me-down tricycle, a gift from the next-door neighbor.
Once again, Father's Day has completely snuck up on me. Yeah, yeah, I know it comes the second Sunday in June every year. But, see, I'm too busy being...
Whether they've been typecast as feckless bumblers, incurable workaholics, lone wolves or toxic bachelors in the past, some guys know when to snap into dad mode. At the right age and mindset when the right role comes along, they step up and take the challenge. And it can pay off big.
When my dad died I asked the rabbi 'why' and 'how' this could have happened. He said in time we would come to see it the other way around. Instead of looking at why did we lose him so soon, we would see how lucky we were to have him so long. It took a while to get there, but we have arrived.