“When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.”
And then as some twenty years and more pass, I marvel at how he even tolerated me in the first place.
Fatherhood is not an easy task, no matter how it may appear to the boy of fourteen. Too many try it that shouldn’t. When you are blessed with a good father, it is wise to be thankful. On father’s day and every other day as well.