Not deferential enough: First Father's Day of the new generation

Posted Wednesday, June 18, 2014 in Opinion

Not deferential enough: First Father's Day of the new generation

by Gina Hamilton

Today, as I write this, it is the first Father's Day without either of our fathers being alive.

When you get to our age, it is the expected thing, of course, but it hit me with a pang when I realized I didn't have to wrap up a box of candy or a box of cashews and send it to one of our dads.  I didn't have to buy amusing cards.  I didn't have to make a long-distance call to wish them the happiness of the day.

Chris, of course, is still the "Father" around here, and our son and heir took him out for breakfast and bought him a couple of gifts ... one from the 'girls', Rudie and Gracie, was a hiking GPS system, and our son got him a year's membership to a geocaching society he's interested in. I ordered him a pair of suspenders, because he's always complaining about his jeans riding too low. He thinks it's silly, but we'll see.

But it's still odd not to have sent so much as a card to anyone else.

We are both now well and truly orphans. All of our parents are gone, which is about what one expects eventually at our time of life, but I don't think one ever gets used to the idea. There are days when I imagine calling my dad to chat about something inane ... my dime design plans for the library, for instance ... to hear his advice, or to hear him say, "I wouldn't start there."

There are days when I think about sending my father in law a text about some movie star, or to tell him I'm running an old time movie column in the arts section of the paper, and I realize he's not there to ask, either.

Those impulses lessen with time, but on days like today ... Father's Day ... they return with a painful vengeance.

Happy Father's Day, Dads.

And for those of you who still have a father, don't let this moment get away. You have no idea how long you'll have him.

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