This year on this blog – I’ve been planting a poem each day.
I’ve made it to June 20th and plan to make it to
December 31st.
The last few years I came up with a “Quote for the Day”. I’ve
learned a “Poem for the Day” – is much more difficult.
Maybe next year, 2015, I’ll put a poem of my own for the
day. We’ll see.
In the meanwhile, what’s your take on poetry?
I have fond memories of seeing my dad sitting there in the
front room of our house on 62nd Street in Brooklyn – with a copy of
the book: Best Loved Poems of the English
Language. It was a title like that. It was part of a whole series of books
with light brown covers and gold lettering on green on the label side.
One day – as a little boy - I had an “Eureka” moment. I opened up that book of poems on my own and
inside I spotted a dried up dark red
rose petal. Surprise! I had never seen
anything like that before.
My dad was in his regular chair – near the window – near the
sunlight. I walked over to him with the open book – with the rose petal on it –
as if I had a dinner plate with food on it. I asked my dad, “Daddy, what’s
this?” He put down the paper and looked at the book, the rose petal, and me.
He paused. Silence. Quiet. Then with his rich smile he said just one word, “Memories.”
I’ve often wished I knew what poem that rose petal was on.
I’ve
oven wished I had asked him, “Memories of what?”
What’s your favorite poem? What’s your favorite song? What
are your favorite memories?
Check out Billy Collins words about “Everyday Moments Caught
in Time" on the YouTube at the top of this blog piece.
Have you ever written a poem or two or three? Why not now? Why not catch
your memories in words – poetic words – to be remembered. Amen.
NEIGHBORHOOD TOURIST
Poem for Today- June 20, 2014
CONSOLATION
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer,
wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns.
How much better to cruise these local, familiar streets,
fully grasping the meaning of every roadsign and billboard
and all the sudden hand gestures of my compatriots.
There are no abbeys here, no crumbling frescoes or famous
domes and there is no need to memorize a succession
of kings or tour the dripping corners of a dungeon.
No need to stand around a sarcophagus, see Napoleon's
little bed on Elba, or view the bones of a saint under glass.
How much better to command the simple precinct of home
than be dwarfed by pillar, arch, and basilica.
Why hide my head in phrase books and wrinkled maps?
Why feed scenery into a hungry, one-eyes camera
eager to eat the world one monument at a time?
Instead of slouching in a café ignorant of the word for ice,
I will head down to the coffee shop and the waitress
known as Dot. I will slide into the flow of the morning
paper, all language barriers down,
rivers of idiom running freely, eggs over easy on the way.
And after breakfast, I will not have to find someone
willing to photograph me with my arm around the owner.
I will not puzzle over the bill or record in a journal
what I had to eat and how the sun came in the window.
It is enough to climb back into the car
as if it were the great car of English itself
and sounding my loud vernacular horn, speed off
down a road that will never lead to Rome, not even Bologna.
The theme I’d like to reflect on once more is prayer—or more
specifically on “The Our Father.”
Today’s gospel - Matthew 6: 7-15 - calls us to reflect on prayer—to reflect on
Jesus’ simple words and simple teachings on prayer as found in The Our Father.
And I would like to use for all my comments a sermon by Gerd
Theissen entitled “The Our Father” in The
Open Door, Variations on Biblical Themes. It’s on pages 62 - 66.
LUKE
Today’s gospel gives Luke’s Our Father. Today’s gospel gives some good teachings on prayer—both in
simple teachings of Jesus about prayer
as an introduction to the Our Father and the Our Father itself.
Luke has the disciples coming up to Jesus and asking him on
how to pray.
Suggestion: bring this section of Luke—Chapter 11 -- to
prayer over and over again. I have been using it for prayer for a good 36 years now.
Go up to Jesus and ask him to teach you how to pray.
I like Luke’s introduction to the Our Father and these
simple teachings of Jesus on prayer. Luke has the disciples coming up to Jesus
and asking him on how to pray.
GERD THEISSEN
Gerd Theissen in a sermon entitled “The Our Father” in The Open Door,Variations on Biblical Themes begins his homily with the theory that the
motivation of the disciples was not how to pray, but to distinguish themselves
from others.
Here in Luke it was to have a prayer that will distinguish
them from the Baptist’s followers. In Matthew’s version it was to distinguish
themselves from the Gentiles. In the Didache,
it’s was to distinguish themselves from the Jews with the help of the Our Father.
Theissen then states that the joke is on everyone who tries
that because “the Our Father is the least suited prayer conceivable for
distinguishing us from others. Any Jew and any Moslem can recite it, and
probably it would not be difficult for many Hindus to say it with us. It is a
quite basic prayer which concentrates on the important things between cradle
and grave.” (p. 62)
A CHRISTIAN
PRAYER—A TREASURE
Theissen goes on to say that it has become a Christian
prayer—a special treasure entrusted to Christians.
It is a treasure because it contains the essentials.
It provides a treasure we can bring to every dialogue with
all religions—to Jews, Gentiles, believers and atheists.
But we better first have introduced this prayer into our own
life first—giving us convictions we would live and die with and for.
FATHER
Theissen says that the word “Father” is significant. When he
was born, his dad was away at war and was a prisoner of war.
He says that he only knew his dad by stories. He didn’t get
to know him till he was 6 and a half.
His analogy is to bring out various points. In his book it’s
one long paragraph. Let me present his actual words but with a paragraph space after
each sentence.
“God may be like that to some people.
God is absent.
Many people know God
only from stories.
And they hope that God
will enter their lives later so that they can feel that something in these
stories will ring true.
It rings true that we
do not owe our existence to chance, but to a power who wanted us with love, who
gave us the task of living, who affirms us and supports us in good times and in
bad.
Some people may say
that with our parents, father and mother, we remain within our sphere of
existence.
But with that father
we go beyond it.
What can we already
know of him?
How can we trust him?
Let me recall
something very simple here.
Even in the case of
earthly parents, one thing radically escapes our experience: the story of the
love between our mother and our father, that story in which our own existence
has its common ground.
We can only hear of
it.
Indeed we even have to
take the identity of our father and mother on trust—on the basis of stories of
others.
But it is reasonable
here to believe and trust that it was love—or at least the longing for
love—which helped us to exist.
If we trust that, then
in later life with our parents we shall find much to confirm and justify this
faith, and we shall also not allow ourselves to be led astray by the inevitable
conflicts with parents, or even by long alienation.
But if we are full of
mistrust, if we suspect that we owe our existence not to a love story but to
something else—calculation or chance or thoughtlessness—then we shall also find much to justify our mistrust.
That is how I imagine
our dealings with God: we relate to him as we do our father and mother.
If we trust the
accounts which tell us that we owe our existence anew each day to a love story,
then every day we shall have new experiences in which the trust is confirmed.
And it is quite
reasonable to have this trust—even through deep crises and catastrophes.”
(pp. 63 - 64)
HALLOWED BE YOUR
NAME
God is present everywhere. But where is God praised? Where
is God recognized?
Well here we are recognizing him, praising him, giving him a
name, not allowing him to remain anonymous.
Theissen uses the analogy of self—we often spend our days
unaware of ourselves—wrapped up in our routines. Then a moment happens that
wakes us up—that tears us apart from the regular routine. I am irreplaceable. I
am one person between birth and death—who has to make decisions which no one
else can make—and encounter joys and sorrows that on one else can have.
So too God in our lives. God is always present in our life.
“But only in a few
situations does he emerge from his anonymity, does he disclose himself, so that
we ourselves become the answer to his call, with body and nerves, ideas and
actions—and at the same time terrified that we owed him this response.
Where God emerges from
his anonymous, nameless present, we experience one thing above all: that we
must change profoundly, that we must `hallow’ ourselves (as one can say in
biblical language) in order to correspond to him and to hallow his name, so
that he is not driven out, not forgotten, not despised.” (p. 64)
THY KINGDOM COME
Theissen goes on to comment on the phrase, “Thy Kingdom
Come”.
“That’s not all.
We go on to pray,
`Your kingdom come.’
That means that to
correspond to God not only must we change ourselves, but the whole world must
become different, so that it emerges from its anonymous present and can be
lived in.
That was one of the
great discoveries in the Bible and in Judaism: the world which corresponds to
God, in which his name is acknowledged and hallowed, cannot be the same as the
world which now exists, which seems to be so final—and which is nevertheless
only a transition in the great process of reality.
This new world, which
will fully reflect God’s presence, is not something incomprehensibly remote.
It already begins in
hiddenness here and now. It already began in Jesus.
And also in Francis,
in Gandhi and in Albert Schweitzer.
In all these figures
something is present of that kingdom of God in which God’s will is done not
only in heaven but on earth.” (pp. 64 - 65)
GIVE US OUR DAILY
BREAD
Theissen goes on to comment on the phrase, “Give us this day
our daily bread.”
He states that we live in a
“problematic world
which is different from that world in which God’s will prevails.
In this world we must
pray, `Give us each day our daily bread’—or, as we should probably understand
the phrase, `Give us each day tomorrow’s bread’, so that we are freed from
tormenting cares about life.
For precisely that is
the great temptation to which we are exposed in the world.
Bread is scarce.
Material goods are
limited.
We are born into a
hard struggle over the distribution of resources, a struggle at the heart of
which is deep distrust that there may not be enough for everyone.
If we trusted that
there was enough for everyone, it would not be so hard for us to give something
away.
But as it is we fight
over the scarce goods of life—between classes, between nations, between
generations, between developed and underdeveloped countries.
No one escapes this
oppressive context: we all live at the
expense of other people.
Indeed, we now
discover to our horror that as a human species we live at the expense of all
other kinds of living beings.
We have spread over
this earth so successfully that countless species are already extinct and many
more die out each year.
That is what I call
the inexorable struggle over distribution. In it we have a right to life, to
the bread we need to live.
We also have right to
tomorrow’s bread.
But what we are doing
is more: we are consuming the bread for the day after tomorrow.
We are plundering the
planet so that those who live after us will not find much left, and we are
letting the hungry beside us go away empty.” (P. 65)
FORGIVE US OUR
TRESPASSES
Theissen goes on to comment on the phrase, “Forgive us our
sins.”
“So it is necessary to
pray, `Forgive us our sins, for we also forgive everyone who sins against us.’
We are guilty in this
struggle over the distribution of food and opportunities, for even if we are
personally innocent, we are caught up and entangled in a system of unfair
distribution.
We darkly suspect that
there is a close connection between the catastrophes of famine on this earth
and our luxury.
We also suspect that
our ordered (and perhaps indeed successful) life and study are connected with
the failed and ruined lives in our society: where there are winners there are
also losers.
The rules of the game
are often unfair.
But those who take part in the game confirm
them—even involuntarily.” (p. 65)
LEAD US NOT INTO
TEMPTATION
Theissen goes on to comment on the phrase, “Lead us not into
temptation.”
“Precisely this
insight is a great temptation to cynicism.
And we pray: `Lead us
into into temptation.’
The tempter approached
Jesus in the wilderness loaded with biblical quotations.
It’s the same with us:
incontrovertible truths become our temptation.
It is an incontrovertible
truth that life is a struggle over distribution, that we have great difficulty
in escaping this struggle, that all civilization limits it only up to a point,
that it would be too much for the conscience if we felt personally responsible
for all that goes on.
And then along comes
the tempter and whispers all these truths in our ear—and suggests that cynicism
which says, `If you personally share in this struggle over distribution (your
share of food, education, possessions and status) -- why bother about the fate
of others?, and he goes on to whisper, `It’s really time that you rid yourself
of your post-pubertal dreams and faced reality.’
We are mostly tempted
by truths, sometimes even by truths supported by science.
But the temptation is
that we forget the most basic things.
“We forget that we owe
life to the power of God. Before God and through God we all have the same right
to life.
“We forget that we are
constantly called to repentance, so that his name is hallowed through our
actions and thoughts.
“We forget that we are
caught up in that process which is aimed at changed of the world, so that
everyone can experience God’s goodness.” (p. 66)
CONCLUSION
Theissen ends his homily this way:
“`And lead us not into
temptation.’
Today, that means,
`Lead us not into temptation to deny the reality of God.’
For in that case
everything could basically remain as it was.
In that case we could
persist in our laziness, and the world in its remoteness from God. Amen.”
(p. 66)
So those are some ideas about the Our Father and
Prayer—almost all stolen for Theissen.
WILFRED OWEN
STRANGE MEETING YOU.
Poem for Today, Thursday, June 19, 2014
STRANGE
MEETING
It
seemed that out of battle I escaped
Down
some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
Through
granites which titanic wars had groined.
Yet
also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
Too
fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
Then,
as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
With
piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
Lifting
distressful hands, as if to bless.
And
by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,—
By
his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
With
a thousand fears that vision's face was grained;
Yet
no blood reached there from the upper ground,
And
no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
“Strange
friend,” I said, “here is no cause to mourn.”
“None,”
said that other, “save the undone years,
The
hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
Was
my life also; I went hunting wild
After
the wildest beauty in the world,
Which
lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,
But
mocks the steady running of the hour,
And
if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
For
by my glee might many men have laughed,
And
of my weeping something had been left,
Which
must die now. I mean the truth untold,
The
pity of war, the pity war distilled.
Now
men will go content with what we spoiled.
Or,
discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
They
will be swift with swiftness of the tigress.
None
will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
Courage
was mine, and I had mystery;
Wisdom
was mine, and I had mastery:
To
miss the march of this retreating world
Into
vain citadels that are not walled.
Then,
when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels,
The title of my homily for this 11th Tuesday
in Ordinary Time is, “Repercussions.”
The gist of my homily would be that this message would
have repercussions. For starters: to realize there are repercussions. Next: that we might pause and then stop before we do or say something that has
negative consequences.
Doing that could be the pause that saves our bacon.
Doing that could be the pause that refreshes us.
Doing that could be the pause that has repercussions in
us for good.
AN EXAMPLE OF
REPERCUSSIONS
During the flu season - a while back - they put in
churches these squeezie germ killer fluids in small bottles up here in the
sanctuary. That move had repercussions.
I’ve heard and read: not smart.
I’ve heard and read: smart.
I’ve wondered whether will someone scream if we stop
doing this.
I joke: will they will be part of the Mass by the year
3014? This is not so far-fetched question. The priest still washes his hands just after
the offertory of the Mass. Supposedly
that goes back to the time people brought food up to priest at the altar and he
received it for the poor. Well, that ended back in the early church – but
receiving cash started somewhere along the line.
So everything has repercussions – consequences –
offshoots – many of which we don’t see at the time a change happens.
REPERCUSSIONS
Repercussions are what happens when we do or not do or
say something.
Repercussions are reverberations.
Repercussions are consequences.
Repercussions are backlash.
Repercussions are triggers.
One nasty negative put down can echo down deep in and
through the caverns of a person’s psyche for 20 years.
Motorcycles wake people up at 4 in the morning.
Coughs, slammed doors, falling kneelers on a wooden floor,
affect our sleep – sometimes during Mass.
Coming to Mass has repercussions.
TODAY’S FIRST
READING
Today’s first reading from 1 Kings 21: 17-29 – continues
the story of King Ahab and his Queen – the famous Jezebel.
As we heard in yesterday’s first reading, Jezebel plans, plots and delivers on the wiping out of
a man named Naboth. His only two problems were: he owned a vineyard right next
to King Ahab’s house and he said “no” when Ahab wanted to buy it from him.
Elijah the prophet starts shouting out loud the
repercussions of their killing of Naboth. Both Ahab and his wife Jezebel will
be wiped out as well – and dogs will lick their blood in the streets. Messy
message. Messy repercussion. I was wondering about the repercussions to Naboth’s
family. Whatever happened to them?
Usually, all we hear about are the rich and the famous.
So as to Ahab and Jezebel, stay tuned. Keep reading the 1st Book of Kings to find out what happens next.
CONCLUSION
In today’s gospel - a continuation of the Sermon on the
Mount - Jesus urges us to be perfect.
Difficult – but if we do – if we love each other – and
greet everyone - including enemies – or the tough to love people in our life –
there will be consequences – repercussions.
So too compliments, praise, affirmations, good deeds.
Everything has repercussions – like how we treat one
another this day – as we move around and through each other’s vineyard.
The title of my homily for this 11 Monday in Ordinary Time is, “I Want What I Want, When I Want It!”
Is that me?
That’s one of life’s most important realities.
That’s the thought – and the question - that hit me when
I read today’s two readings.
I want what I want, when I want it.
FIRST READING
In today’s first reading from 1st Kings 21: 1-16, we
hear the story how King Ahab of Samaria, wanted a vineyard that belonged to
someone else.
It was right next to Ahab’s house – and he thought it would be a great spot for a vegetable garden.
The owner of the vineyard – a man named Naboth – said to
the king, “No!”
Ahab offered Naboth a better vineyard – or money if he
preferred.
The answer was still, “No!” Naboth said his vineyard was part of his ancestral heritage.
Ahab became angry - very angry.
Next came depression.
He hid himself under the blankets in his bed.
Anger and Depression often are bedfellows.
Ahab’s wife, the infamous Jezebel, then cut him down further – saying, “A fine
ruler over Israel you are.”
Can’t you picture her saying that as she stood over him in his king sized bed?
Then to add insult to insult – she said, “I’ll take care of this one.”
She then basically planned Naboth’s death – by stones – coming up with some
false accusations against him.
Today’s first reading ends with Ahab out of bed and
headed down the road to take over the property.
TODAY’S GOSPEL
In today’s gospel – a continuation of the Sermon on the
Mount – Matthew 5: 38-42 - we run into
this same issue of confrontation: what to do when someone wants something when
they want something?
Jesus tries a different approach – telling us to say,
“Yes!” – and not, “No!”
In fact, Jesus says take the slap on the left cheek - after we get slapped on the right cheek.
Walk the mile the other wants us to walk and then top the person by going the
extra mile. When someone wants our tunic, give him our cloak as well. If
someone wants to borrow something from us, give it to them.
Then, watch what happens - in the long run - to our
heart and mind – when we try this approach.
CONCLUSION: TITLE
OF MY HOMILY ONCE AGAIN
The title of my homily is, “I Want What I Want, When I
Want It.”
Does this apply to parenting: when the kid sees a toy, or
a game or McDonald’s – and wants what she or he wants when they want it?
What’s it like to be in a full parking lot – and we’re
driving around looking for a spot? Surprise! We see someone’s car back lights go
on. Looks like they are about to back out. We stop and wait for that driver to
pull out – but they pull out their cell phone first and start talking. We’re
waiting – and waiting – and waiting – and waiting- and then they finally back out towards us – sort of blocking us. Suddenly someone
else shoots into that spot ahead of us.
What’s it like to be at a restaurant – and we see the
maître d’ giving a table to a party who
just came in – without reservations. It looks like they know each other. And we’ve been there waiting forever?
Is life lots of not getting what we want?
Is getting our skills in this area a key to serenity?
Is this what kids are for – along with traffic and picking
the slowest check-out counter every time in the supermarket - to teach us – we
can’t run the universe? We can't always get what we want - especially when we want it.
Did God learn this one, a long time, starting from that
evening – when God asked in his mind about Adam and Eve, “Where are they? Are
they hiding? Did they do what I told them not to?” Does God then say, “I guess
I’m not going to get what I want when it comes to these two?”
Note:
Painting on top:
Woman Crying
by Pablo Picasso
IS GOD LONELY?
Poem for Today - Monday - June 16, 2014
THEY ASK:
IS GOD, TOO, LONELY
When God scooped up a handful of dust,
And spit on it, and molded the shape of man,
And blew a breath into it and told it to walk –
That was a great day.
And did God do this because He was lonely?
Did God say to Himself he must have company
And therefore He would make man to walk the earth
And set apart churches for speech and song with God?
These are questions.
They are scrawled in old caves.
They are painted in tall cathedrals.
There are men and women so lonely they believe
The title of my words for today is, “As A Father”.
Instead of a homily for today - Father's Day - it hit me yesterday - to present a list of hopes and prayers - for what I would hope and
pray - a Christian Father would see – hope for – pray for – be - and do.
Today is also the feast of the Most Holy Trinity – and I would
state – that how we see God, how we experience God – stems very much - from how we see and experience our father
who art on earth – our dad. That is scary. That is profound. That is quite a
responsibility and honor - for any father and mother – grandfather and grandmother –
teacher or guardian. We learn from the visible before we grasp the invisibles.
We go from the known to the unknown. We experience our parents – family –
others – the other kids in the playground and school and park – and parties
- before we experience our God – who we
Christians believe - is a Trinity – 3 persons
– who are 1 – because of their deepest love and union with each other.
If we grow up with rigid rules – stone commandments – severe
condemnations – and punishments - perhaps
that’s how we’ll see God and how we’ll do life. If that was our experience,
perhaps too, we won’t get the new commandments of love – coming from Jesus –
who told us he was telling us what he was getting from his Father – our God –
who as we heard in today’s gospel – is a God who so loved the world that he
gave his only son – so that everyone who believes in God might not perish but
might have eternal life.
So I would urge all the fathers here to make a list of
what their hopes and prayers are for – for their children and all the children
of our world.
Being someone called “father”, I thought I can do this too. In fact, I better do this first – to make a list – to
do that homework - in hopes that the fathers here – would follow my example.
Hopefully that would make today - Father’s Day – not just a day to hear “Thank
you!” as a father – but that it might be
a day of renewal for all fathers as well.
A WISH LIST
So here’s my list:
As a father, I hope and pray - there will be no father –
who will not hear from someone one today, “Happy Father’s Day!”
As a father, I hope and pray – for more – much more than
that - that all fathers get new bow ties, conversation starters at that, brunch, lunch, cards, phone calls if they
are at a distance – and they hear in their children’s voices – the wonderful
tones that can be heard in a rich, “Thank you, dad.”
As a father, I hope and pray all fathers today renew
their role as fathers – concern and care for the next generation.
As a father, I
hope and pray a prayer of thanksgiving for
all fathers this day – especially my own dad – and that you do the same. If
you’re sitting here, you have a dad. I
love to quote Groucho Marx in this context – when he said, “If your parents
didn’t have any kids, chances are you won’t too.” My dad was quite a guy – and
a quiet guy. He died – Friday - June 26, 1970 – emphysema – a week after
Father’s Day. Thank you God, for letting me and all our family be there in Moses Maimonides Hospital, Brooklyn, New York that afternoon at 2 PM.
Thank you for letting me spot a couple
in the lobby – leaving the hospital at the same time as us – with their new born baby
As a father, I hope and pray that all of you have neat
photographs of your dad – in a prominent
place in your home – as well as pictures of you with your dad. I cherish
several black and white photographs.
There I am a tiny little two year old in my dad’s arms – Bliss Park –
Brooklyn, N. Y. I smile that they were still taking pictures even though I was the
fourth and last kid.
As a father, I hope and pray – all of us grab some time
today – to pinch ourselves – to marvel at all the circumstances, events,
zillions and zillions and zillions of them – like dominos falling – that had to
happen to make us happen – our father being most significant – the moment we
were conceived
in our mother’s womb. I often think of Carl Sagan’s comment in this regard: “If you wish to make an apple pie from
scratch, you must first invent the universe.” So too each of us.
As a father, I hope and pray Christian fathers will see
and will be what the Trinity is: relationships. It’s all about relationships –
connections – we’re made in the image and likeness of God. It’s not good to be
or go it alone. We are because of our parents. We are fathers because of others
– spouses, children, those we care and serve.
As a father, I hope and pray we do some deep thinking
today about our own fathers – part of the duo who brought us forth – if there
is any need for deeper conversations, comment, talk and listening – if they are
alive – do it. If they are dead – let them know our thoughts and feelings in
prayer today. If possible, tape and write down history. Watch an older person’s
face light up, when we give them undivided attention – and ask, “What was it
like when…?”
As a father, I hope and pray we care with mothers and
others - for the earth – our home for generations to come.
As a father, I hope and prayer these girls in Africa are
found – and returned home safe and sound.
As a father, I hope and pray that churches and schools,
groups and organization, get it together for more watchdog vigilance and
concern to stop abuse of children and minors.
As a father, I hope and pray - that - if there is any need for forgiveness
– unless bringing up the past causes
eruptions and family earthquakes – that forgiveness be given and forgiveness be
received. Many weekends – when I have a wedding – I see families where there
was a divorce – handle the rehearsal and the wedding – with care and concern for
each other – especially the couple getting married. Mistakes – disasters –
crashes and clashes happen. Sometimes, “I forgive you!” is a thousand times
more important than “I love you.”
CONLUSION
Hope everyone – especially dads – have a Happy Father’s
Day.
