To all your fathers, may God bless them in their struggles, their familial relationships, their vocations and their prayers.
To those of you, whose fathers now rest in eternal peace, as does mine, let us all remember their hopes and dreams for all of us, their children. Their sacrifices, their joy at our victories and comfort in our defeats and indeed their prayers that we would live a better and far safer life than they did.
To my father who fought so bravely in WWII in the Pacific Theater, to my children’s grandfather on their mother’s side – first through the fence at Dachau – and to my friend Andy whose father flew the Burma Hump, wore the Blood Chit and was shot down over China, to my friend Joe 9er who drove riverboats in Nam and my friend Lou who served on Rag Boats under fire in the same war and the many more friends I have, and our readers have.
To the fathers that never came home, or, if they did, came home so very damaged, we salute you, we love you and please enjoy this very special day, that honors your efforts at home and abroad.
Finally, God bless all you fathers who are reading this in the love of your family and your friends here at KCC.