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OMG What time do you want me?

Because that meal sounds wonderful and hey, I might be one of the few but I love Brussels sprouts.

Speaking of Dads. I lost mine in 1995.

First Happy Father’s Day to all Dads. Do not listen to those who say a Dad is no longer needed. They are and everyone needs a Dad to love them, protect them and teach them.

So the other day I was thinking about my Dad and it occurs to me how completely amazing my Dad was.

Let me tell you why......you might not even believe it.

MY DAD WAS ADDICTED TO WORK!!!!

Now as I was growing up I thought working about 12-14 hours a day was normal and today, myself, my sister and brothers, all are hard workers and make money for knowing how to do the job.

My Dad worked a job, of course, as a carpenter. When he came home he immediately began whatever construction project he was on in the current home we were living in.

My Dad did what is today called “flipping houses” although once such a thing was considered a bad thing. Now they have entire HGTV shows devoted to flipping houses.

We had a big old house by the Baltimore stock yards, a farm for God’s sake, to living on the waterfront.

My father did everything, electricity, install water and septic tanks, build boat houses....and on and on and on.

“3 and a half hours,” my father would lecture us. “I want you to work 3 and a half hours every day.”

I WAS TEN WHEN HE TOLD US THAT!

And so we worked three and a half hours every day then when he came home from work, we helped him doing whatever, digging a garden, installing a septic tank, putting up wall tiles, adding a new room-which my father would often do as the mood struck him.

He loved to work and today, as I look around me, there’s not too many people loving work.

But we learned from him and we worked and man, between being a farmer or being a sailor....we had it all.

Happy Father’s Day to my Dad who is right now adding rooms in heaven and painting the golden gates.

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I love this! My dad was an engineer, designing water filtration plants, mostly. He grew up on a farm during the Depression & is a “jack of all trades” ... carpentry, some plumbing, a little electrical .... just about anything that needs doing. Thank God (literally) that I inherited his mechanical ability (my mom has “zero”). The great grandkids are still using bunny pens that he made for me when I was 12 .... that was, um, well let’s just say “many” decades ago! :-)

Thanks for sharing the memories of your wonderful dad.

Heh.

My old man was a builder. I’d come home late at night and he would be at the kitchen table working on his book keeping.

“Well - rather than tossing and turning in bed worrying about it - I figured I’d just get up and do it.”

I’m guessing part of it was to make sure I got in okay, but he never made it seem like that.

No doubt I got my work ethic from him and my mom. And with my wife - we have passed it on to our kids.

My son was getting paid through the PPP for being laid off. “Yeah - I’m back to work. They are paying me for not working, but that didn’t seem right. So I would just go down there each day and there was always something to do.”

After several weeks of that and the PPP ran out he was laid off.

That lasted about a week or two. The last I heard he has been working 10+ hours a day again. I told him “I was wondering how long they were going to last without you!”

He’s no dummy. He figured if he showed up to work even if he didn’t have to, he would be first in line to get called back. In fact, prior to the company laying people off, he and another person volunteered to get laid off first as they are both single and make some money at other odd jobs.