Happy Father’s Day!
I remember it pretty clearly. I was in first grade, walking home from school, and a strange car pulled up to me. In it was my dad. He told me to get in, and that we had to hurry. Fifteen minutes later we were at the movie theater, watching Empire Strikes Back on opening day.
Years later this sticks out as my favorite dad moment. He is still with me, I see him a lot, and there are no shortage of good dad moments. But back then he worked sixty to eighty hours a week every week, usually at multiple jobs. He had a family to raise and had to make money with effort instead of brains. As a result we’d only see him at the end of the night, or on the occasional Sunday. And then I’d have to share him with my sister and my Mom. This was the first time I can remember where it was just me and dad.
So in the spirit of Father’s Day share your best dad memory.