I just realized my next birthday falls on Father's Day this year. Apparently, I was a Father's Day gift to my dad many, maaaany years ago. I was born on Father's Day in 1952. That's almost 62 years ago. And now it comes around again. It was always a bit of a joke at home when my dad would say to me, "So, what did you get your good 'ol dad for Father's Day? I'd just give him the look and say "Me."
Oh, he'd get a card, too and maybe a new tie. You know, just like all the other dads.I can't remember ever buying him 'smokes' although he smoked cigarettes every day.
By these 1952 ads for Father's Day, I'd say we weren't doing our dads any favors with the gift ideas. :(
Here's dad getting 4 cartons of Old Gold cigarettes.
We sure were clueless back then.
"Hey dad, we love you. Now go smoke yourself to death." :-b
I wanted to share this photo of my son, who is daddy to Riley and Bradley, coaching his first soccer team of Tim Bits last night. That's Riley far right. He's going to love this as John has always been great with the little ones.
Besides the retired-guy and John, we will have one more dad to celebrate this year in our family and that is Gwynn's dad, Mike.
This will be his first 'Father's Day'.
The firsts are always the best, aren't they. :)
hugs, Deb