On Sunday June 19th, Father’s Day will be celebrated once again. Personally, I love this special day. Being the father of two wonderful daughters, I look
forward to being with them for the day. What I most look forward to is being
able to milk the day for all its worth. C’mon, you know what I’m talking about! It’s not much different from you birthday. Feeling no remorse as you ask “the fruit of your loins” to bring you the remote, or a beer, or to make you a sandwich… does it get better than that? Knowing that all you have to do when they resist, is to look at them with that sad puppy dog look they used to give you. Ahhhh… Good Times!
Of course, Father’s Day exists as a celebration honoring fathers and celebrating fatherhood, paternal bonds, and the influence of fathers in society according to Wikipedia. Simply said, it’s the day that we all should be remembering our dads and the important part they played in our lives.
My father, Steve Volk, was an outstanding dad. When my mother died in 1965 when I was 12, my father became a “single-father” to my older brother and I before the concept of “single-fatherhood” even was recognized. To Dad, he was just doing what he was supposed to do, raise his boys. He had just turn 50 years old when Mom died, so he very easily could have split his focus between work, his boys, and perhaps even finding some else to share his life with. However, that wasn’t even a consideration for Dad. My brother and I were his world. We were all that mattered to him. He didn’t earn much income, in fact, he was usually that nice guy who finished last in business. However, he was an EXTRODINARY hero to both of us. He never remarried
or even dated after my mother died. The idea of having another woman besides my mother in his life was inconceivable. Their love was that strong.
My dad developed “mad cooking skills” after my mom died. His ability to whip up a meal and have it taste fantastic became second nature to him. He was always there to dole out advice whenever Steve and I approached him
with a problem. He was a far from a saint when it came to his visits to his
favorite haunts like the GBU on Grant Ave. and the Croatian Club on Grant
Avenue Extension. He would occasionally come home a bit “tipsy” from a few too many shots and beers with his “buddies.” I used to think we were the only family in Duquesne that had an issue such as this, but after speaking to many of my friends, it was not that uncommon of a situation for the area.
With all of that said, I would like to remind everyone to remember their dad on Father’s Day in some special way. If you are fortunate enough to still have you dad around, visit him, call him, share the day with him. If you are like a lot of us and have lost your dad, find a special way to remember him and honor him on Father’s Day. If you can visit his gravesite, do it. If you can light a candle at church and say a special prayer, do it.
Whatever you do, just don’t forget to remember.
Now, enjoy the special video I’ve pulled together to honor. Just click on the show below. And to all of the dads reading this, “Happy Father’s Day in advance!