I just wanted to write a little something today about my pop because it is Father’s Day. I didn’t get to see him today, but we have plans for tomorrow.
I was thinking about the meaning of Father’s Day and the things that I have learned and value from my dad. Although it took me a long time to fully appreciate a couple of the things he helped instill in me, they are a big part of my life. He taught me about good old diligent hard work. He taught me about respecting others (especially your elders) and the importance of manners. He taught me how to love and appreciate music. He taught me about one love and not allowing room for prejudices. He taught me about the importance of history and the gratitude that should be showed to those serving in the military (and who have served). He taught me how to have a sense of humor and how to achieve the perfect delivery for joke telling…..(my friends will like that one). I could probably go on a bit more, but those things seem to stick out the most.
He’s an old school kind of man, but I can still let loose and do anything with him. Before I had kids, we used to go to concerts all of the time. He started taking me when I was in elementary school. I wish that I had saved all of my ticket stubs because I’m real curious as to how many shows we’ve attended together. One year, we went to over 12 shows in a year. The Stylistics, Chicago, Isaac Hayes, Earth Wind and Fire, B.B. King, Michael Feinstein, Donna Summer, and so many more. We would meet up, enjoy the show and have a couple beers and maybe even hang out afterwards. He’s so fun, all of my friends have always adored him too.
I am happy to have my dad in my life. I don’t think I appreciated him when I was younger because of my complicated upbringing, (being raised a Jehovah’s Witness by my mother) but I think back and can see how hard he worked to provide for us. There is something to be said about a man holding down a job to provide for his family. In this day and age, it seems like it’s difficult for some. I’m glad that he showed a steady consistency and was able to provide for all that we needed. It has had a positive affect on me for sure. I think about it often actually.
My pop is a good time guy. He is friendly, and will talk to anyone and has always told me stories on how you shouldn’t judge people. He always listens to me, but is a man of few words when it comes to any reaction. He only gives his opinion if I ask for it and if I’m complaining about my brother, or any person actually, he won’t say a thing because he won’t take sides. He always sees both sides to every situation and it all stays in his head unless I get him a beer and pry it out. That’s old school for ya ;) I will never forget the parties he used to have, where he had friends of all walks of life. It was like the United Nations up in there and I liked it. Before we moved to the country side in Carroll County, Maryland, I thought that was normal. (I quickly learned about the KKK in Carroll County. Being bi-racial was a challenge there and is probably a huge reason I have the fighter spirit that I do.)
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there doing their jobs for their families and to the moms who have to fulfill that role too. It is hard work being a parent and it’s nice to have a day to be recognized. I love you Pop!