Mike came to town for the night and to cook breakfast for
his Dad. I’m sure John will enjoy it, if
he ever gets up. It’s Sunday, the day of
rest, and John likes his rest. He’s a
hard worker and deserves it, so as much as I’d like to get him up, I’ll resist
today. Happy Father’s Day honey.
And to my Father-in-law Jack, who I doubt will ever read
this, I love you dearly. You have been
like a Dad to me almost since the day I met you. You are one very special guy!
And to my sons who may someday be Dads too, and no I am not
nagging, you take your time. When you do
finally become a Daddy, be the best father you can be first, and secondly be a
good friend to your children. Just like
your Dad has been to you.
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Marge