In other ways, he quietly supported my interests. He came to band concerts and took me to solo contests.
Didn’t tell me what direction to take my life. Also, although I did play basketball and football, not well, but I was on the team. He never attended a game. His favorite pass time was fishing; he passed on to me his passion for the simple pleasures of patience, being in nature, and taking pleasure in the catch.
More can be said, but that’s enough to honor a well remembered father on his day.
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That is a nice remembrance Pop.
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