Father’s Day II – TulsaKids Magazine
Led Zeppelin gave his name to his first album: “Led Zeppelin”. It was released in January 1969. Immediately it was considered one of the greatest rock records and a model for the next generation of hard rock artists. Immediately considered as “gods of rock”. Only nine months later they released their follow-up and they followed the same path to the title level, “Led Zeppelin II”.
I am going to do the same thing. I’ll follow the title of last week’s blog with a similar name: Father’s Day II.
More information about my dad and what it’s like to be a “rockstar daddy” in Tulsa, as well as information about the association I chose this week, Saint Francis, including the “Salon de la health and wellness market ”takes place this Saturday.
Last week I spoke about how my siblings and I found out our parents were divorced. It’s probably not what you think, check out last week’s blog to find out. This week I’ll be talking more about the past few years, as well as my last 11 years as a father.
It’s strange to think back to those years. I say strange because it’s sad, crazy, happy, surprising and a sigh of relief all at the same time. Much like your life if your parents (and chances are) are divorced. At the time, I guess I didn’t think much about the situation, especially since more and more of my friends’ households were also divided. It’s only after going through so much heartache and up / down relationships as an adult that I can look back and think, “Wow, I did well.”
I probably describe it all wrong. Hope you can tell how much I loved my dad and my childhood. Things were very sad when they divorced, and I hated it, but it’s because I was 11 and few kids that young people want their parents to divorce and have to leave their friends every other weekend. . My dad loved us kids a lot and he frequently drove that 4 hour trip (round trip) just to watch me play a hockey game. But you know what? I made the most of it and found new friends and new life experiences in “the big city” (Dayton is much bigger than Findlay) where my dad moved to. The radio station from my hometown that I liked was FM 104 WIOT in Toledo. Dayton had a kind of “sister station” that I liked too: 104.7 WTUE radio. These are two reasons why I wanted to get into radio as a DJ !!
I moved to Dayton for a summer until I decided if I should go back to the state of Ohio or elsewhere. I ended up at home with mum and graduated from the University of Findlay in 1992.
Living with my dad we had so much fun. He taught me a lot about being a man. Just watching it, I learned so much. I get my extrovert mind from my father. He can talk to anyone, and often does, whether he wants to or not. Just like you, I was so embarrassed about certain things my dad would do in public. And I hope that, like you, I treasure these memories so much.
My dad taught me how to work hard and cherish times that seemed a little overwhelming at first but ended up going well. As a little kid in church, I tried to stay the course and not let the fact that I NEVER wear the clothes that I wore, except when I went to church, take hold of me. I tried to listen and focus on what the preacher was saying, but it was still over my head. I knew playing with my twin who was the sister sitting next to me would get me in trouble, so I just tried to smile and put up with it and end the looooooooong sermon by sitting down and standing still. I don’t get parents who let their kids crawl around, make a lot of noise, and disturb others.
Dad always realized I was having a hard time and he would write or draw a funny message on an offering envelope and slip it to me. I looked at him and almost burst out laughing. Then he would just write, “Pancakes or waffles? It reminded me that in no time at all we would be at “The Golden Nugget” creperie. We always had fun there, and of course dad knew all the waitresses, the bus boys and the owners. And they all knew him. And he always met someone he knew or who knew him.
I treasure Father’s Day very much and can’t wait to visit my dad for his birthday in Dayton, Ohio in August.
When these progressives “Become your parents” the ads came out for the first time, I was a little confused and I was like, “You know what? If I were half of who my parents were, I would be proud of myself! But then I watched more and I can’t stop laughing!
“Remember, the waiter doesn’t need to know your name. “
ANDY AND ANGIE
I was sorry to see my parents go their separate ways, but blessed God gave me a half-brother and a half-sister, Andy and Angie. They were just toddlers when I first met them. Took Andy to his first gig: Rush, Moving Pictures tour, March 10the, 1981 at the Hara Arena in Dayton.
They grew up to be good adults with wonderful children. I called them several times for advice on how to deal with my own difficulties and my children.
ATTICUS AND ANGEL
My life has turned out to be very different in the sense that I have two children of two different women, and I am no longer married to either of them… anymore. I’ve never dealt with anything like this, so I’m (as are you) doing my best and so far everything seems to be going well. Children are so resilient, aren’t they? One of these days I’ll be writing a blog about how bad I think the family law system is. And I suspect in every state, but I won’t talk about it now. DM me if you feel the same. Follow me on social media at the links above, and you’ll see lots of pictures of my kids and some of the fun things we do. Please join us !! We’re always on the lookout for new people to meet and friends to make.
This Saturday from 9:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m. at the Health Zone in Saint François, 68e and Yale, there will be a “Health Fair and Wellness Market.” Lots of information on the amenities Health Zone offers, plus healthy eating from The Bachelors Table, amazing gyros from Pita Palace and Josh’s Sno Shack for the kids. You can also get screenings for: Cholesterol, Blood Pressure, OH! And massage chairs!
In the immortal words of Robert Plant:
In the days of my youth
I was told what it meant to be a man
And now I have reached this age
I tried to do all of these things the best that I can
No matter how I try
I find my way to the same old jam
The good times, the bad times, you know I had my share
When my wife left home for a man with brown eyes
But I still don’t seem to care … ”
Led Zeppelin, 1969