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Father's Day

My dad took us all out for a Chinese dinner last night, a total of 9 of us. We thought it would be best to celebrate Father's Day a day ahead to beat the crowd, and that we all had to head off to work early the next day, it's best for us to celebrate a day early. Still, the wait was about a good 45 minutes, but regardless, we had a wonderful time. My grandma couldn't make it though because she was too tired to move around. I told my mom/dad that I would go and visit next Saturday.

Something 'good' happened near the end of the evening while my dad was paying the check [yeah, he wouldn't let anyone pay, he's like that. Chinese are like that! Though we all made up with cards with red pockets [with money inside!]... I don't quite sure know how to put it all together, but I think I'll simply send my dad a Thank You note with the letter attached.

Anyway, Happy Father's Day to all the dads and grand dads, and to all the fathers-to-be, too. Have a great week to come everybody. xoxo

Back in the 60's. I'm the short one in the front.

Hello dad/mom.

Thank you so much for the lovely dinner. I know I probably don't say it enough, but I love you both - very much. And thanks for everything you guys have done for me through the years, and for the family.

Dad, last night was a treat, sitting next to you was a treat. These days, I think you've gotten so much funnier compared to the older days. I remember a time when you were quite grumpy and that you used to raise your voice quite often, though not directed at anyone in particular. I'm thinking this was back in the mid to late 80's. Of course, back then life was so much more stressful for you and mom. The many mouths to feed and life just wasn't so easy. You might have raised your voice simply out of frustration, but you would never hit us. I remember someone mentioned "Your dad never hits!" And you never have.

While you were signing the credit card slip last night, I saw, again, how you signed your name/signature... When I was young and remember seeing you how you signed your name, I used to think your signature was so cool. It was one of a kind, and it still is. Last night seeing you signing your name again after so many years, it brought back so much emotions... I don't think I've seen you sign your name in almost 30 years. We're all so much older now and many things have changed through the years, but your signature looks exactly the same as I remembered... And seeing you, just that instance, I felt like a child again... Your youngest baby son, seeing his dad, forty-something again! A young father... I was almost in tears.

I also remember while back in the 80's when I was still in school, each night around 6:30pm the garage door would open [our prior house didn't have such a luxury feature] and we would know that you are finally home from work. This went on for years and years. Shortly after Alec and I bought our house here, his brother installed a brand new garage door opener for us. I remember one night getting back into the house while closing the garage door, I heard that same sound that you made many, many years ago... As if you were coming home again, but it was only me. My mind was playing tricks on me and it was a silly thing to think about... But the sound of that made me remember so much of you - coming home after a long day...

Anyway dad, thanks again for all the things that you did for me and the things that you've given us through the years, and I'm so sorry for all the heartaches that I've caused you and mom. Like the times when I ditched school back in 5th grade, and also the time I ran away from home and just left you and mom a letter in the mail box [which I'm sure you still have to this day!]. But these days, the older I get, the more love I feel and cherish from you and mom. Your love is neverending, and I'm just so glad that you're my parents, and that I'm your son.

I love you both, very much.

Your son, Bobby. 成禮

I love you mom/dad. June 16th, 2007.

Comments (13)

AAAAaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww. XOXOX

Lana:

That was a nice post. Thanks, PJ I had a great Father's Day getting to spend time with Daddy's Little Girl. All Grown up now and though some of the things you said may have sounded silly to you, Just think, it sounds silly to us too but we enjoy the memories that you special kids provide. Both the good and the bad. The bad memories just help us remember that we were able to make it through them.

Your parents have been blessed with a special gift. Enjoy them for all the little things. Get a copy of the guest check or something with that signature on it and frame it for your memories.

Luf, PJ

That was too sweet. Your parents must be really proud of you.
I love the pictures. In the older one, is that you holding the man purse?

:)

Hugs.

Kris:

This made me cry....

Jeff:

Robert,
How nice that you got to spend such quality time with your family - I miss mine. Today, I enjoyed spending lunch time catching up with you. :-)

Sushil:

Touching... *huggles*

Great post!

...you're quite blessed.

I forgot it was Father's Day.

Sad to say, when I do think of it I just think: "Oh what a relief! No more false sentiment cards!"

I'm quite jealous!

Glad you had a great day!

Ryan:

That is a very sweet letter.

Robert, thanks for stopping by my blog. Thought I'd stop by your blog to reciprocate.

I really loved this post. It was SO sweet and touching. I love both my parents with all my heart, and it's great to read about other adults who are the same way.

Have a good week. :)

Man, that was awesome. What a beautiful evening....and your thank you note. Just excellent. Thanks for sharing and letting us in on a little of your family.

lola:

That was lovely Robert.

My father's day celebration wasn't too eventful as my father doesn't really like to celebrate things like birthdays, christmas & father's day but he did really like the t-shirt that I got for him. It has a picture of a Hummer on the front and underneath (in bold letters) it says "GASHOLE!" I thought he'd be amused by the whole environmental message that it had. Besides, he's a bit of a shit-disturber and he loves getting people a little riled up. And actually, he was very happy with it.

Have a great week Robert!

A touching post, and I love the two photos. This was my first Father's Day since my dad died last August, so it was nice to hear about others treasuring their father.

Urspo:

that was touching.

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