You always told me not to expect accolades for doing what I was supposed to do.
I always kept that in mind and followed through with that mandate that you tendered to me as a young man.
On a day set aside to give accolades to the men who have been given the most consequential job that they will ever receive, I feel the lessons that you imparted with the concussive force of appreciation.
With that being said, it is impossible for me to fathom those who would willingly abdicate that duty.
On the day that I became a Father you presciently stated:
“Son, it ain’t about you anymore, it’s about him”, and I always tried to keep that front and center in my role as a Father.
Admittedly, I’ve made a host of mistakes, but my stumbles, like yours, were done in the confines of immutable love.
As for any inclinations of me being a Great Father, I’ll leave that for my son to say, as I have no illusions of grandeur. But in looking at my son it is apparent that he will a far better man than me and this is the most powerful feeling on Earth.
But I’d be remiss not to convey the appreciation, the acknowledgement and the gravity that you have had on me as my Dad.
You have been a great Father to me and it has been the honor of my life to have taken the torch from you.
Happy Father’s Day.
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