In an attempt to avoid the “Father’s day” rush, my family (minus one who had to work) and both sets of grand parents went out to eat lunch to celebrate the day. This was our way of giving thanks for our fathers and a chance to bask in the title of being a “Dad.”
Since my kids have been born, my father has always been the subject of family badgering about the “ideas” and "inventions" he has had and created over the years. Most recently, since the kids have been old enough to notice, my family has indiscriminately named him “Grandpa Pockets.” You ask why? My father has found it appropriate to sew “large enough” pockets directly on the outside portions of the chest and breast of almost all of the t shirts he owns in order to hold his handkerchief, pens and cell phone. All with no sense of fashion, style or even color coordination.
During last years holiday season, my father was given a golf style shirt with my son’s high school emblem on the left breast to wear for Grand Parents Day. This gift was followed with an admonition to “grand ma,” please don’t let him sew a pocket on the shirt. A smile and quick burst of laughter came from all who were present.
That brings us to Father’s day lunch. As “Grandpa Pockets” exited his vehicle to greet the family, he was wearing the above mentioned golf shirt. Smack dab in the middle of his chest was not a pocket, but an outline of a “Levi” style pocket stitch. He had placed the pocket on the inside of the shirt. When he was asked about the pocket at lunch, he had the same smile and grin that went from ear to ear, and replied with full confidence, “Pretty good, huh. “
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads in my life.
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