It’s Fathers Day, and I’m thankful for mine.
I remember Dad roughhousing on the floor with my (and my brothers) when I was little – this is one of my favorite photos, as it reminds me of those times:
One of the jobs of a father is to offer wise counsel to their sons. I’m sure my Dad is telling me “You better slow that Vega down” in the following photo:
When we were older, we had a small farmette, and Dad bought and rebuilt a 1952 Ford 8N tractor which we used for mowing and a bit of plowing and grading. This is another one of my favorite photos of us with Dad:
And looking ahead to the next generation of Dads, this is one of my favorite photos of me and my sons:
My father’s Dad, Frank Stembridge, passed when Dad was only 16 years old. From the stories I’ve heard, he was a hard worker, a trait that has been passed down through each generation.
My Mom’s father, Vince “Pluto” Gresham, was another hard worker, who retired from Southern Railway after 45 years as a steam and diesel locomotive mechanic:
Scripture exhorts fathers in many areas – in fact, God has always held fathers as the “Directly Responsible Individual” for how their children are trained and their households are managed. It’s no light responsibility!
I’m thankful for my Dad, and pray God’s blessings on him this day.
I love you, Dad!