My dad reading to his three grandchildren
Today is my third fatherless Father’s Day. That’s not to say that my dad isn’t with me. Because he’s always in my heart.
When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after a hard day at the office, my mom handed him a cocktail, the newspaper and a slice of rye bread. (Don’t ask. I’m not sure why he wanted this, unless of course, it was a symbol of being the bread winner.) For the next half hour he would sit and relax while my mom finished making dinner and my sister and I set the table.
I guess you’d say he was a lot Jim Anderson on “Father Knows Best.” And back then I believed he did know best. After all, he was the man of the house. My father.
This routine lasted for many, many years until my sister and I started high school, at which time our mom wanted to go to work. Not so much for the money. But how many times can you change the bedding, scrub the toilets, rearrange the pantry, or play golf in one week?
But Mom going to work wasn’t the only change that took place in our household. Now my father’s daughters were dating. Goodbye Jim. Hello Archie Bunker.
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My father wasn’t exactly like good old Archie, but when it came to the boys his girls were bringing home, he could be quite judgmental. After all, he had once been a teenage boy and he knew how boys could act toward girls. When their daughters start dating it must be a scary time for fathers. And of course, as a teenage girl, I knew my father did NOT know what was best for me!
Some of my boy friends were definitely “undesirables” in my father’s eyes. In looking back, I can’t say as I blame him. With only two daughters, he had five son-in-laws. So, I guess he had reason to be concerned.
Eventually I left home in order to discover who I was in life. Always with the security of knowing where to find my father. In his workshop.
Throughout the years he was always building something. From gigantic wall units, to roll-top desks to rocking horses. Toward the end of life he turned to small wooden objects such as stamp holders, bagel tongs and boxes with secret openings. Sometimes he actually made me guess what it is that he had made.
But I never had to guess how much he loved me. And of all the things he built, the best is the strong foundation upon which I live today.
And I’ve since learned one truth: My father really did know best.
I have loved reading all the tributes to fathers today…I would like to get to the bottom of the Rye bread though….
Oh, this post speaks to me! My Dad went home at the end of May this year. This is my first Father’s Day without him. He, too, after a lifetime as a rancher and veterinarian, turned to woodworking in his later years. Clocks, mostly, but with a smattering of other little knick-knacks – all lovingly and beautifully crafted. The day he had to retire from his hobby was truly a sad, sad day. He is gone now, but I still have his stories (which I tell on a regular basis) and the foundation he gave me. Gave all of us kids. He will live on forever!
A lovely post – really enjoyed reading as it is full of warmth. Had to smile at the part about goodbye Jim, hello Archie Bunker. And again at 2 daughters 5 son-in-laws! Thanks for the read.