That was beautiful Terry and summed up so well what fatherhood is all about. Your dad was remarkable Terry, as well as your mom.
I remember watching Bill Crosby on tv once or more than once infact, several times about being a dad. It was a comedy routine but the truism in it was overwhelming and hit home so well, in most instances it made us laugh.
I remember the one part where he was aboard a plane and this little boy was just being a nuisance to everyone on board. By the time it was time to land this young boy had fallen asleep and everyone wanted to wake him up just as he did them over and over. I think he did wake him and the kid was screaming and everyone else was happy, lol.
Everyone knew his name.
I bought that book of his too. Fatherhood.
My own father was such a jolly soul that everyone knew him and no matter where you went with him people was yelling his name. It got to be annoying to my mom for we could never eat or go out in peace but on this one occasion she was exceptionally annoyed.
We were down in the caverns, underground in mostly the dark, when his name was being yelled which bounced off the walls of the stalagmites.
My mom said, " even underground, even underground everyone knows his name."
The things my dad taught me I taught to my own sons.
One was, to always back your car in when that is the only way out.
Two, never drive with your fingers or hands inside the steering wheel;
and, the biggest thing maybe, he taught me was, to never let your fears control you.