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June 15, 2008

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Flannista

The Sassistas! know of one father who frequently visits our sassosphere; further, we know that his three sons could not have a better father. To him and our own fathers (may Matissta's continue to rest in peace) we extend our deep gratitude.

Happy Father's Day!

Westsista

When I spoke at my father's funeral in 2001, I noted the fact that his 3 daughters - 40, 53 and 56 years old - still called him "Daddy." He was an amazing man who was a walking testament to the values of hard work, perseverance, dedication to family, optimism, faith, patience, sense of humor and an ability to seize fun under all circumstances.

Daddy, if you're reading this over my shoulder, I know you're aware of how much I love you. But what I'm not sure I ever made you understand is how completely proud I am of you. You are truly my hero.

Flannista

A lovely tribute, Westsista. Wish we could have met your daddy. He is equally and as completely proud of you!

nowayasista

Flannista

Great quote for any day. You may recall the side yard of the house. For many years it had beaten paths that were in the diamond shape worn by feet running the bases. The football field ran from the spruce to the pines. The boys would spray paint down lines and boundaries and a few times lines for a boxing ring. Peacesista and I raised boys and only in recent years has the grass come back.
Thank you for the kind words. Becoming a Father with Peacesista was the easiest and most natural thing in the world. Being able to help raise her sons is the biggest honor I could ever have.
I figured we had done okay when after calls from as far as Miami and Iraq the phone would ring again. With the boys just calling back to say I forgot to say " I love you Momma."

Flannista

noway: I do recall the side yard of your house.

And can I be selfish and say how jealous I am of your sons? How I wish I had given birth to my own! I salute yours! Really. You are fortunate beyond words and that you recognize it, leaves me, well . . . sassless. And just between you and me, I'm certain your boys were thinking, but not quite comfortable (unfortunately) , to say, "I love you, daddy."

PEACEsista

Oh, but they DO say "love you" to noway...only they call him "Dad" or "Old Man!" He's a good dad. Our oldest son called once from New York, after a few brews. He said that he'd been talking with some guys at the bar who either didn't know their dads, or they did and hated them. He called noway just to tell him how lucky he feels to have a dad he can count on, who is also his friend. The menfolk in this family have a close and special bond. It's a privilege to witness it.

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