Happy Fathers Day!

Sorry for stepping out

My apologies to readers of this blog. My teenage sons came up from New Mexico to join with my stepson who lives in Colorado, and took me out to dinner on Fathers Day. After a wonderful meal, we played football in the huge mall parking lot until ten p.m. The best Fathers Day I have ever had. My sons are attending a basketball camp this week led by former NBA star Chauncey Billups. They had been in football camp in New Mexico, which will resume after the Fourth of July.

Post-Fathers Day post

How was Fathers Day? Wouldn't you like to know how it compares to Mothers Day in sales? I'm guessing it is about a ten to one ratio in favor of Mothers Day. And how about greeting cards? Notice any difference in Mothers Day cards you bought and Fathers Day cards? Chances are your Fathers Day cards were "humorous" (often sarcastic), and your Mothers Day cards were worshipful. Men have bought in to the Homer Simpson/Family Guy images of themselves, though, so don't worry about offending them.

After all, haven't our courts decided that the primary caregivers for children of divorced parents should be the mothers? Again, the ratio is probably about ten to one. Are you going to tell me with a straight face that children need mothers more than they need fathers? That is apparently what our courts have decided.

I'm having these thoughts as I am waiting for my stepson Erik to pick me up for a post-Fathers Day dinner. He decided in high school that he wanted to become a diesel mechanic. Now, at age 22 he has an incredible job. Whenever a truck is having mechanical problems on the interstate highways coming in and out of Denver, Erik is the guy who is called to come and fix the problem. Obviously, I am very proud of him.