Today is Father’s Day, or Parent’s Day as my daughter prefers to call it.
As far as my Dad was concerned, he seemed to follow a trend I saw this morning on the news. Current Fathers spend three times the amount of time with their kids as Dad’s did back in 1965. I would have been approximately halfway through high school.
I respected my Dad but I can’t say we were ever able to express any love between each other. Our roles seemed to be deeply predefined. Plus we were deeply divided on what was going on in the country in the 60’s.
He was a child of the Great Depression and a survivor of World War II. Very much the self made man.
He passed on years ago and to my knowledge never had any idea of my gender problems.
Happy Father’s Day Dad!