As the years go by, the character of Father’s Day has constantly changed for me. It used to be fun to see what sort of gifts my children thought I would like. Paintings, handmade gifts, socks and ties.
Nowadays, my grandkids are giving me similar gifts and, if anything, I enjoy them even more as “Papa Rob” becomes my new moniker. And I have to say that I am blessed to have three healthy children, their spouses and those grandkids in my life — that is a gift I am so grateful for.
So this year, as my children take me out to a local deli for a feast of fattening food, I will do my best to remember that we are not promised another day and to be thankful.
Here is wishing the dads in this audience a happy and healthy Father’s Day; take the time to cherish it.
Rob Johnstone, Woodworker’s Journal