Was my father right?
Tomorrow is a special day here in Australia for us fathers. The first Sunday of every September here in OZ is Father’s Day where we all gather and watch our respective paternalisms pretend to be impressed with their 40th pair of socks. By the way, anybody know the reasoning to such poor present selection when buying for fathers? Why a post on fathering? Perhaps an inference by the 15 million commercials or perhaps when considering what colour socks the old man would like
Truthfully the urge to write stemmed from this quote below. A quote striking significant accord.
By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he’s wrong.
My own flesh and blood is floating at an age of sub-3 so his realisations are yet to be formulated and limited to mimicry so the reason behind raising this abbreviated [Read more →]
