A very happy Father’s Day to the few but loyal dads who read this blog, as well as to the lesbian moms who claim this day as their own.
A happy day, too, to my own father, who this year battled cancer for the third time and still managed to find time to tell superhero stories to our son. He has over the years lent his male expertise in the few instances when Helen and I needed such assistance, and helps prove that it’s not necessary for a child to have a father in order to have positive male role models. At the same time, he’s done all right in the fathering department, too, as my brother and I seem to have turned out well enough.
Thanks, Dad!