We had an amazing Father’s Day picnic yesterday at your park with everything from badminton to kickball to whiffle ball to Pica’s pizza. Our family is growing. You would be proud. Really proud. I sure am and the older I get the more I realize that there aren’t too many differences between you and I. I hope you got a few of the messages I was sending you yesterday. In case you missed them …
Thanks ….
For teaching me both strength and compassion
For showing me what family first means
For setting a quiet example when you didn’t even know you were
For always believing in me & everything I did
For catches on the front lawn
For coming to every game I ever played
For giving me enough rope to figure it out for myself
For always being there when I didn’t quite figure it out right
For showing me how to take time to just “be”
For long wondering walks around the old neighborhood
For building that backstop and those benches and silkscreen all those shirts as you and the other dads built the old Ardmore baseball league with sweat, blisters, and passion
For showing me how to be a Phillies and Eagles fan
For a perfect childhood which paved the way for a continued charmed and blessed life
Thanks for you, Dad
I love you
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Thanks Dad
We had an amazing Father’s Day picnic yesterday at your park with everything from badminton to kickball to whiffle ball to Pica’s pizza. Our family is growing. You would be proud. Really proud. I sure am and the older I get the more I realize that there aren’t too many differences between you and I. I hope you got a few of the messages I was sending you yesterday. In case you missed them …
Thanks ….
For teaching me both strength and compassion
For showing me what family first means
For setting a quiet example when you didn’t even know you were
For always believing in me & everything I did
For catches on the front lawn
For coming to every game I ever played
For giving me enough rope to figure it out for myself
For always being there when I didn’t quite figure it out right
For showing me how to take time to just “be”
For long wondering walks around the old neighborhood
For building that backstop and those benches and silkscreen all those shirts as you and the other dads built the old Ardmore baseball league with sweat, blisters, and passion
For showing me how to be a Phillies and Eagles fan
For a perfect childhood which paved the way for a continued charmed and blessed life
Thanks for you, Dad
I love you