Going Green for Fathers Day


Sherman made the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers
sooner or later… that the man before him was not an aging father but
a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of
his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps
love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have
something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would
keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life.
~Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities


Happy Father’s Day to all the recognized and unrecognized, known and unknown, present and absent fathers of our children.

I recycle my Fathers Day post from last year.

About Those Dads.

Happy Fathers Day to my daughters father wherever he is. I know he struggles with this day as much as I do with Moms Day.  Even though his wife went onto to give him three daughters, subsequent children never replace the loss of one.  While  subsequent children hand over school made projects, ties and cologne and more, there is still a sense of loss. An absent child, a ghost child, something not quite right.

I hope he finds some joy today. As challenging as my reunion has been, I am glad my daughter is alive.  Her father is partly responsible for that. He is as much a part of her as I am and even her adoptive parents are.

Happy Daddy Day, Wolf.

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