Father’s Day is this weekend, and to celebrate, we here at Workman looked in Stuart Hample’s book Me and My Dad for inspiration, then shared what makes our own dads so special. Below, some of the many reasons we love our fathers. Feel free to tell us what makes your dad great in the comments!
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“My dad is the best dad because he flew across the country to help me move from a three-story walk-up to a three-story walk-up. Twice!” —Sara
“His accent is completely inimitable. Seriously, no one has ever successfully aped it. My brother claims a friend of his can, but I won’t believe it ’til I hear it.” —Savannah
“My dad’s the best dad because he’s 97 and he still lights up when I walk into a room.” —Suzie
“My dad is the best dad because when I was five years old, he cut down a seven iron and a putter to match my height (or lack thereof) and gave me a lifelong love for the game of golf. He came to every single tournament I had, even the ones in mid-summer when it was 105° in the shade. And he taught me how to make eggs.” —Liz
“When my dad took me to see The Bangles for my eighth birthday, he let me put hot-pink glitter gel in my hair and stood me up on my seat so I had a better view of the stage—but he also made me wear earplugs. I can’t think of a more perfect metaphor for the way he’s raised me. He’s exposed me to fun new experiences, encouraged me to be who I want to be, and taught me an immeasurable amount about the world. But at the end of the day, he’s protective and level-headed and mainly concerned for my aural health.” —Melody
“My dad was the best because he could wiggle his ears.” —Carolan
“I love my dad because when I was little he could find anything I ever lost (‘if it was any closer it would have bitten you!’), he told the most wonderful and convincing stories, and he made me feel very special for being left handed. Although I was never interested in playing baseball, it was great to know that I’d be valued for my extra step to first base.” —Mary Ellen
“It might be the selflessness of late-night pick-ups at Amtrak stations, the practical career and negotiating advice well into my adulthood, or that the first time I was really sick after I moved to New York City after college, he offered to drive the four hours from Massachusetts to pick up my prescription so I wouldn’t have to walk four blocks. It might also be that every time he gets a camera in his hands, he tells you to ‘back up’ until you make contact with the fence, sweaty stranger, tree, or zoo animal that is inevitably behind you. Or how he told me there were vitamins in cherry stems when I was six years old and didn’t remember he’d done that when he saw me sucking one dry in high school and asked what I could possibly be doing. And he’s going to take the latter half of this as the bigger compliment.” —Marissa
—Avery, who loves her dad because he changed the words in the bedtime song “You Are My Sunshine” from “Please don’t take my sunshine away” to the decidedly less creepy “So let’s go downstairs and play.”
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