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2009-06-16
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Make a Big Fuss Over Dad
I am here today to tell you folks, you better have a lot of respect for fathers and you better be making a big fuss over Dad for Father's Day, because dads are really important in the quality of lives, for both boys and girls; much less their wives. And a lot of times that's just put aside, forgotten, dismissed and not thought about.
It takes a man to take a boy and turn him into a man, and we don't respect that. And it takes a man to show respect for his daughter, so his daughter knows men should respect her...and not be a silly fool and get involved with a lot of losers. And, to round this all up, I wanted to read this beautiful letter for Father's Day, from Debbie, to everybody:
It was 15 years ago, today, the world lost a great man. (She writes) My dad died on this day. He was the type of man all men should be inspired to be. He started life poor in upstate New York. At age 10, his father died suddenly. And now, at age 10, he was the man of the house. He had to take a job instead of going to school. He sold the Saturday Evening Post and was the top seller. His sisters took jobs as well, but he was the bread winner. He joined the military in the 50's. He was not one to wimp out on tasks. After jumping from an airplane (he was a paratrooper) and catching a fellow service man whose chute didn't open, he saved this guy, messed up his back and the next day he went off to be part of several nuclear bomb tests in Nevada. He married my mom in '61; I was born in '64. He took a job that men with degrees worked. He was a planner for McDonnell Douglas Aircraft. He would let neither my mother nor me contribute to the household; he took care of our every need. When I did get a job in my teens, it was so I could have pocket money; not to help. He put me through dance classes and any other lessons I wanted to take. He had my mom and me living a good life, letting us have the clothes and items we wanted. He never bought anything for himself except for the pool table and the boat...it was a little boat, but he loved it very much. He always said the proudest days of his life were my wedding day and the birth of my 2 children. Today I am remembering this great man. He always supported his family and he never took anything but unconditional love in return. He is missed. I love you daddy.
Your little girl all grown up
Debbie
That was her father, Edward Thomas Fadigan 8/13/1932 - 5/27/1994. Now, I want all you men to be this kind of man, to be the kind of husband and father, protector and provider so that your kids can write letters like this.
I'm Dr. Laura Schlessinger. [Blows kisses] Happy Father's Day!
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