Father’s day is Sunday, I know there are a number of my friends that are fathers that will be celebrating their day with their family. I am a father of three daughters the made my life everything that I could have ever dreamt of. I was very lucky to have been brought up by a father that did everything that he was capable of doing, to take care of his family. He died at young age of 62 and I didn’t have a lot of time to say my Goodbyes. Below is a letter I have written to my father.

Dear Dad.

After your death some 50+ years ago I still think of You. You were brought up in a low income family that made you start working at a young age to help support the family, this made you become a person with street smarts. Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad, and that's why I call you dad, because you are so special to me.

When I was a boy of 14, I felt you really didn’t understand what I was going thorough. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the you had learned in seven years. It takes a real man to love his wife, and place his family as the most important thing in his life. What I loved about you was that you supported the family and my interests in sports as you were a semi-pro coach and semi-pro ball player and allowed me to understand what coaching and playing sports would mean to me later in life. I wished I had developed a stronger communication and bond with you in my teenage years, but that is easy to say now that my teen age years are past. What I remembered the most was that you were always there supporting our family and providing a pillar of strength.

Sadly, you died when I was 24 and just married with a child. When I think about you now, you were a person that would give the shirt off his back to friends in need of help. I remember those rainy nights sitting on the front porch and listening to the Cincinnati Reds having father son talks. You gave me two things for me to remember. One was love with sacrifice, the second was always do your best and never give up.

I now realized the true depth of your presence. You may not have been as vocal as Mom, But, I’ve realized that your spirit, your influence, your character, and your quiet yet strong presence are invaluable to me. I never comprehended how hard you worked to provide for our family until I was older. Maybe it was because I was selfish and wanted to worry about my own life, I don’t know, but I truly understand what you have done for our family. One thing that I have learned from you is what it takes to be a man. I never really understood this fact until I got into the real world. I didn’t understand it until I had children. Being a father is not just about taking care of your children. It is much more. It is about taking care of your whole family and teaching lessons without even speaking the words. It is about lifting your family up when they are down and pushing the family through when times got tough. A father’s role is tough, and you excelled at it.

So in closing let me state I was truly lucky to have you as my father!!
Love You Dad

Wille Note

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