What's Your Favorite 'Dad' Memory?

Troy June 17, 2012 at 01:38 pm

My favorite was when our daughter was born and she looked into my eyes and we bonded. It's as if she knew I was her dad. I love her so much!

Jamie White (Editor) June 17, 2012 at 02:06 pm

No doubt in my mind I had the best dad in the world, he cared about me like I was a ray of sunshine, and treated me like gold. "I just want you to be happy," was the best advice he ever gave me - to do what I loved and be myself so I could be. He was full of love and energy - when he passed away four and a half years ago, it left a big hole in my heart, but I know he's always with me, watching over me. I see a lot of my little boy in him and I know my dad would have adored him. Father's Day is bittersweet for me because I miss my dad so much every day, but it's a very happy day too because I feel lucky every day to have had such a wonderful, loving dad, as well as an amazing husband who is everything I could ask for in a dad to our son : )

Laura Dudnick (Editor) June 17, 2012 at 04:31 pm

What sweet comments, Zack and Jamie! My favorite memory of my dad is when I was a kid and he would bring home Juice Squeeze juices from Trader Joe's as a treat; I called them "Daddy Juices."

Laura Dudnick (Editor) June 17, 2012 at 04:32 pm

Well, I should say, it's one of my favorite memories!

Jennifer van der Kleut June 17, 2012 at 05:51 pm

Oh...both Zack's and Jamie's comments almost made me cry! One of my favorite memories as a kid was when my dad would get home from work, I would run up to him and he would grab my hands and tell me to "climb up him", and see if I could make it all the way to his shoulders. ;P

Phyllis McArthur June 17, 2012 at 10:56 pm

My favorite memory is when my dad took me to Revere Beach close to my childhood home in Boston, He tried to teach me how to swim, I was a super hyper kid with limited attention abilities. When after about an hour of frustration he gave me a inner tube and a life jacket and said "As long as you wear this you have nothing to fear! I later in life learned to wind surf (Still not knowing how to swim) and became quite excellent in the sport. I owe it to my dad. He taught me to overcome my fears. Rest in Peace, Antonio Capolupo, I think of you every day, and miss you, my dad, he passed away when I was eleven and still miss him every day of my life, (Love from your humble daughter, Felomena)