My father once told me that if one of us – his children – ever got sick with cancer, he would stop what he’s doing and sell everything he owns to help pay for treatment.
That’s what fathers should say.
It was not unexpected to me. It was not a surprise. It was just my dad being the kind of father he is.
Recent national news got me thinking about this idea again.
Shortly after news of Bowe Bergdahl’s release after being held captive by the Haqqani, a Taliban organization in Afghanistan, the media did what it does best.
Continue reading What would your father do?
Most of our dinner table conversations are good.
My kids amaze me with their global prowess, though my wife will complain that we spend too much time talking sports.
With three boys to two girls, I’ll admit that sometimes we do take over the conversation a bit.
Tonight was not a good conversation. And it’s my fault.
I brought up my son’s basketball practice after he started talking about going to play for the local Catholic school.
He talked about playing football for the local Catholic school.
Continue reading Man 101: How to be a hypocrite
It’s time for some more honesty.
When I’m in a moving vehicle, I’m a control freak.
I like to be in control of my situation, and the only person in the world I completely trust at the wheel, when I’m in the car, is my wife.
The only other two drivers in this world that I trust at all are my father-in-law and my dad. Both of whom have immaculate driving records.
Continue reading The view from the passenger seat
Sometimes the questions make me swallow hard.
It’s a way for me to process them before I attempt to answer.
Being a dad is not the easiest job I’ve ever had.
That was working at Burger King when I was 16.
Tonight started off with politics.
Continue reading Dinner Table Conversations: Philosophy, Physics & Religion
He came bounding out of the school wearing an old Easter outfit I recognized from a few years ago.
He’s not the paragon of fashion, and I’m okay with that as long as he is.
It was a dark mint shirt with a striped tie where one stripe matched a shade of the shirt. Khaki cargo trousers and a belt rounded out the ensemble.
“How was your presentation?” I asked, sort of feebly.
Continue reading The Boy in the Mirror: Raising Yourself
Today I watched a video about the dangers of over masculine-izing our boys.
It said the three most dangerous words you can tell a boy today are: “Be a man!”
The video is full of images of young boys and older men as backdrops for all the things we tell our boys.
“Grow a pair, man up, stop crying, grow some balls,” etc., etc.
It was emotional, and it got me going a little, but probably not in the way the makers of the video intended.
Continue reading In defense of beards and manliness