Happy Father's Day

The literal and figurative shadows are lengthening as I post this, but my wishes are no less sincere to those of you who are fathers. My daughters called me earlier today to wish me well and to ask me what kind of cookies I would like to receive in the mail (oatmeal raisin, in case you're wondering).

C.: Daddy, I have something very important to tell you.
Me: What's that? Tell me.
::dramatic pause::
C. (slowly, deliberately): 2 . . . +2 . . . =4!

Yes indeed. On the hierarchy of Important Things, that information ranks pretty highly. But Art surely is fairly high up in that hierarchy, too; and when C. sang "You Are My Sunshine" to me a little later during the call, it almost made me forget that other Important Thing.

My father has been dead since 1981, and so that gives this day a tinge of sadness even after all those years. I still count myself fortunate, though, that he was alive long enough for me to say, along with Mark Twain, "The older I get, the smarter my dad becomes."

As for another place to go to read some well-written sentiments of the day, over at Musings from the Hinterland R. Sherman quite fittingly does some musing about his children. Enjoy.

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