Anyway, I gave my dad a beach towel and some slippers for Father's Day. I think he's pleased enough. I really do have a great dad, I owe him a lot. He's an engineer, so he raised me like any dutiful engineer dad would raise a daughter. Showed me binary numbers when I was like nine, had me memorize pi for fun in the sixth grade, made me help him set up a compost bin in the back yard using the pythagorean theorum to figure out if we'd made it a perfect square.
And he's a salesman too, so I was raised to be competitive and optimistic. Mom would get out the board games and let us win every once in a while because we were young, but not Dad. Dad never lets anyone win, but it made it all the greater when I did start beating him at running and Connect Four. In this world, people who can be competitive and have fun Playing The Game are the ones who go far. It's important, and it's a skill I hope to pass on to my children.
Dad taught me what a spark plug was. He videotaped all my track meets. He bought me my own set of small screwdrivers when I was building my computer. It's important to have a good dad, you know? Dads are undervalued in society, there was this big article in the newspaper this week about how Mother's Day cards are always filled with flowers and sentimental poems but Father's Day cards portray dads as remote control hogging couch potatoes. As much of a feminist I am and as tough as I am about women being independent, I'll always think fatherhood is a very important element in everyone's life.
Just wanted to let you all know that today. If you like who I am, think I have a cool journal, thank, well, Mom for teaching me how to write. But thank Dad for teaching me what to write. I just wouldn't be who I am without him.