From all of us here behind the scenes at the Treehouse, we wish fathers the best of days. We thank you, we pray for you, and we praise God for the gift of dads.
I have been privileged to know some of the best fathers of our time, and especially would like to mention my appreciation and pride for those in my own life who have made the most difference to me and our family.
I was blessed to marry a man who became a wonderful father to our three boys. My sons are three of the best dads out there, under really challenging circumstances. Two of them have step children they love and cherish, nurture and guide.
My father in law was an epic man among men. He had great faults but his virtues eclipsed them. He was a man of immense strength, strength of mind, character, body, and above all else, faith. His heart was even bigger than his booming laugh.
If I had a fortune I would confidently place a wager that no one could ever say he backed down from his principles or failed to do what he saw as right in the face of any test. Not one time, not ever. Good or bad, hard or easy, he stood in the face of any challenge to right as he believed it to be.
Of course he passed those traits on to his children, all eight of them, and he influenced every one who entered his orbit with the sheer force of his beliefs and his do or die attitude. He was one of only a few people I’ve personally known who really would give you the shirt off of his back.
He had many roles in life, many skills, a man who could do many things, fix almost anything that needed fixing, a voracious reader, self taught on many things with a questing mind and staggering intellect. He knew the Bible cover to cover and could always offer compelling proofs for his beliefs.
Of all those roles, the one most who knew him saw him most at home in, and the one I believe he most identified as, was Daddy.
Here’s to you Jr. Of all the people I look forward to spending eternity with, laughing with, loving with, you are up there. I so look forward to one of your big enthusiastic hugs again.
My father passed on Jan 2019. My mother openly asks for guidance from his spirit and I try to reassure her that I will give her the same strength and support that he always gave me. I am grateful for every opportunity I have to share the spirit and love he gave me.
Bless you!!!
Amen!
Happy Father’s Day to my Dad. He left us right before Christmas in 1989 and I miss him terribly. When I was young he worked in a fabric mill on the night shift and slept during the day. There times when I could only see him on the subway platform waiting for train to take him to work at 4pm. He was asleep when I got up and I was at school when he left for work. One Christmas he got off work at midnight and took the subway into Manhattan to do Christmas shopping for my brothers and me. He carried shopping bags full of toys that he bought as the stores were closing and on the way home picked up a Christmas tree at an empty lot along the way. As my Uncle Tommy always told me…”We had nothing but we had everything!”
Wayfaring Stranger, Trace Adkins:
Thank you, Tojak!!! The song Wayfaring Stranger is folk song that predates the Civil War and was very popular with soldiers. Here’s another version from the WWI Movie 1917 that you’ll enjoy:
My cousin’s contribution to this day.
There is so much of my Dad in Menagerie’s words, takes my breath away. Thank you for the tears Menagerie, perfect for reflecting on my Father on this day and the man he was. My Dad was one of the Greatest Generation and I hope I am doing him proud.
Please pray for my BIL, this year is the second anniversary of him not having his daughter in his life, she was a daddy’s little girl to be sure. I know his heart is heavy and for him it is hard to have a Happy Father’s Day.
For all the other Father’s out there, I hope you enjoy your day! Cheers!
Happy Fathers Day!!
Love you Daddy in heaven❤
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Beautiful!
I really wanted my father to appreciate my efforts to stand out among all the others. The best chance I had was to ask him to help me with unusual requests.
I didn’t want a car in high school. Rather, I wanted a computer.
He helped me get both.
When I began my college efforts, he drove me up to the campus. He inquired about my pursuits in music and broadcasting/journalism. He said I needed to stand out among all of the rest or I’d never make it.
He then gave me $1000 in cash and said, “Take this. Get yourself whatever you need.”
I didn’t need the money. It isn’t about money. But, the bills need to be paid and he was an accountant/bookeeper so that was his way of saying, “Get the job done, son.”
I’m not sure how I had the blessing of a father like him. Certainly I was not worthy of it. But, no matter what, he always stood right by me 100 percent, and sacrificed himself for me constantly.
It would take the book I haven’t yet written to describe what Father’s Day means to me.
You brought tears to my eyes. You were and are blessed with your father’s teachings…
Many of us had great fathers in our lives.
Dad, I miss you forever but you are close in my heart.
Reading these comments we can see the emptiness and devastation of fatherless homes. I wanted a child but I did not want to get married so I didn’t have any.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads in the Tree and to all the Dad’s who raised Treepers ?
I’m one! ?
Happy Father’s Day !
My father bless his heart is still living. He is 86 years old now. His eyes are still clear and his mind as sharp as it was when I was a child at home.
The man has a backbone of steel. He has stood his ground when he believed he was right. He always made sure the family had what we needed, and it was hard on him.
He is a believer of Jesus Christ. He made sure that I was in Church to hear the teachings of our Saviour Jesus Christ. At the age of 15 I heard the voice of our Saviour and I stood up that morning and walked down the aisle and hit my knees and asked our Saviour Jesus Christ to save me. Yes my Father made sure I heard the Voice of our Heavenly Father.
I have made mistakes in my life as I grew into a man, and I have had to reach out for help and forgiveness from my Father and My Heavenly Father.
I was always forgiven. That has humbled me, to be forgiven when asked.
Now I have a family that I have raised, and it was hard, but that got what they needed.
Sometimes one of my family will say that I sound just like my Father when I make a stand on something I know is wrong. I just smile and pray to my Heavenly Father thank him for his ultimate forgiveness and thank him that I have a Father that wears the armor of God.
Menagerie. Thanks so much. The picture of the Lion in the clouds is terrific. As a father I want to point my son and daughter only to Jesus.
If I fail at all else but my two children know Jesus I have won.
DD
I’m hoping I get to play golf with my dad on Tuesday. A family cookout today and more doings on Monday. Hope rains in GA don’t keep course closed. He plays 2-3 times per week and (from senior tees) shoots under his age of 83 (84 July 7) pretty regularly. Walks the course and has never weighed over 190 his entire life. He frets when he gets over his South Carolina football playing weight.
What a beautiful tribute, Menagerie! Thank you. I love your writing.
My Dad passed away in 1992, and I miss him still. Dad’s are so important and play such an important role in children’s lives.
Happy Father’s Day ❣
Three great films for Father’s Day: https://missliberty.com/fathers-day-three-films-to-celebrate-the-day/
Happy Father’s Day to all fathers here and everywhere. This is a nice tribute to dad’s, and Junior must have been quite a guy. It’s sometimes hard to imagine how the world is going to keep turning without these giants here.
Why is it we appreciate our dads most when they are gone? If I could pass along any advice on this day, I’d say you will love and appreciate your dad far more once he’s gone than you do now. I’ve seen toxic dads and those are a separate entity. Most dads are doing their best and loving their children. Children ought to return the favor and love their dads, and moms. I see many children and young people with dads who walked away. They do not realize how negatively this impacts their child, who never forgets them and idolizes them from afar. Other children have their dads but they don’t. It leaves a gaping hole in a young life, that no one can fill. If you have children you haven’t seen, or a dad or mom you haven’t talked to, make today the day you change that. Treat both of them like gold, because they are.
May I add, all I can do now is tend the gravesite where my dad’s body is. My dad had heart disease starting at age 30. He was a heavy equipment operator who did not get past 6th grade, but he encouraged us all to get an education, because nobody can take that from you. He rode horses once, and was a bit of a trick rider. Once my mom and dad had 5 kids, the horses had to go, they couldn’t afford both and thankfully, chose us. My dad worked hard, he got up out of an oxygen tent (that’s what they had then) and went to work to feed his family. He did his duty to us and we’re grateful for him. God rest his soul and the soul’s of all good dads.
I’m having all the dad’s in my family over today for a big brunch, including my Dad who is 88! How lucky am I? God is great!!! Happy Father’s Day!!!!
I wish you a wonderful day with your dads, and most of all, with your 88-year old.
When noting the age of your father, my memories went back to the time my dad was 88. Of course, I thought he was reaching the end of his life, but he lived another 12 vigorous years for an even 100. Life has since taught me that, when expressing one’s love and appreciation, if the ‘words don’t come easily,’ then do and say the many things that scream, ‘I love you!’ After you’ve done that, then words are actually superfluous. They really are. Mission accomplished!
Have a blessed Father’s Day!
Miss my Dad who passed on Veteran’s Day 2018 at age 88……he was a Democrat but he would NOT like what’s happening now….He voted for DJT !
Donald J Trump @realdonaldtrump
Happy Father’s Day to all, including the Radical Left, RINOs, and other Losers of the world. Hopefully, eventually, everyone will come together!
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I’m only going to do this once because it is so emotional for our family and me. Thanks Menagerie for your post, it was so special, and instigated my opportunity to share. I love my father a great deal and honor him. But this year it is about my father-in-law and I am sure Dad does not mind one bit.
How could a young, poor man from the country in the hills of TN who was a former WW II Army veteran who survived as a POW in a German prison camp for 15 months, who literally crawled part of the way home from the train station back to the poverty and a small family farm of his violent, alcoholic father – become The Great Man he became? Having become a sickly bag of bones from being a POW, at first he slept under the front porch at the family home because he had been forced to live in a canvass covered fox hole in that POW camp. It was all he knew. He slowly got his wits about him and adapted to being home and having his freedom. His two brothers came home from military service during this time and left the community to find jobs in local factories elsewhere. The Great Man was fortunate to meet and marry the Sweetest Woman in the County and became active in the little Baptist church nearby. He continued to farm for his father until his father passed away, then took it over so his mother could also have food to eat and a roof over her head. He tried to find other jobs around the area to make a little more money. When a plane would pass over his PTSD would cause him to dive to the ground or under the table in his home until the day he had to go to a nursing home. They reminded him of the Russian bombing runs over Germany during the war. He never could really talk much about his experiences – just would clam up and cry a bit if he tried. The death and suffering he saw and experienced were devastating to him. He found good in the simple act of German women throwing potato peels over the fence for the POW’s to eat. One of his POW buddies once told me The Great Man tried to escape with a few guys by swimming across a raging river that bordered the camp, but failed and one of the men with him drowned. Until he died he participated in the local POW-MIA chapters with his former brothers in arms who understood without saying a word.
In church he would constantly knead his hands together and pray with tears streaming down his face. He regretted deeply not answering the Lord’s call on his heart to pastor a church. He felt unworthy after how he grew up, what he had done, and what he had been through. He knew his PTSD caused him to threaten during his dreams when he went to bed at night and at times he was too harsh to his wife and kids when his nerves became frayed. He instructed all of us to never try to take a gun a way from a vet, which caused his wife grief when he would have nightmares, which were frequent. Despite it all his family grew to 5 kids, which caused him to worry about providing enough food to eat and clothes for them to wear. The kids grew up hearing him pray to the Lord at night for help. One day, the US Postal Service in town offered him a job as a custodian. It was a proud moment because it meant his wife and kids would have enough food, clothing and shelter to make it. It gave him the opportunity to visit with folks around town each day. The Great Man was able to continue to farm a little and move the family into a house with running water, bath tub, toilet, and electricity. As the kids began to mature, marry, take care of themselves, and give Papaw and Mamaw beautiful grandchildren through the years his health began to deteriorate from a bad heart. His wife and kids helped him get a small pension from the VA with a lot of help from his GOP senator and rep. It became very important as he had to reduce his hours at the Post Office until he retired fully. He had sold the farm property years before and split what little it brought with his brothers. It was the down payment for the home with running water and electricity.
There is so much more to this story, but I need to stop somewhere. This great man lived to 80 years old after major heart surgery at age 72. I was honored by our family to read a letter at his funeral service that was written to God by his mother during WW II asking for protection for her three sons while in the service. It was an amazing and heart wrenching appeal to the Almighty. Little would she know then that soon after the letter was written The Great Man would be taken prisoner and the family would be notified that he was MIA and presumed dead. How sad and lost from God she must have felt. The family had no idea The Great Man would show up crawling to the family home one day until he did. The Russians had overtaken the camp and freed the prisoners. As a side note, his older brother is still alive at 101 years old and was recently honored by a local community where he lives and the Navy. A man cut from the same cloth as The Great Man, who is revered by his family and friends as one of the finest human beings who has walked this earth.
The Great Man called all three of his son-in-laws to individually (along with his two sons) see him the month before he passed. He gave us instructions on what to do and to take care of his wife and daughters. I promised faithfully to do so and have kept my promise for the past 18 years. He also reassured me that that our military would get that SOB (bin Laden). Yes, Dad, they did. The Great Man died a week or so after that on 9/11/2003. How unbelievably appropriate. As the Lord would have it, his wife, the sweetest mother ever, would die on Veterans Day 8 years later. I still lose it when I think about it. How did I deserve to meet and marry their oldest daughter 36 years ago, a woman after God’s own heart who I love and adore beyond words? A woman who took care of both of her parents until they passed and provided us a daughter who has given us grandsons as the legacy of love of the Great Man and the Sweetest Woman in the County. Mind blown and truly grateful.
So how did a poor farmer/custodian/ex-POW rate within his community – a small town many of you would know if I said its name? There were over 700 people come and sign the book the evening of his funeral. The room only held 150 at most. Many paid their respects and even stood outside while the service was being held until it was over. The funeral home extended visitation by an hour to accommodate and many more still could not get in. The Great Man had gone on to be with the Lord. I miss his mischievous smile and the times we had. He deserves the biggest crown in heaven. I look forward to our “forever time” together. Happy Father’s Day, Dad. You and my earthly father are getting to spend more time together, which you both enjoyed. The Sweetest Woman in the County has joined you there and I am sure you are enjoying yourselves. Miss you.
Wow…such love, and the ability to put it into words so we could all share! Thank you!
Beautiful. Thank you.
Happy Father’s Day, now get out there and change the oil, trim the hedges, weed wack, mow the yard, pressure was the house and walkways, fix the leaky faucet and fire up the BBQ. Or as they said in boot camp “Off your ass, on your feet, out of the shade, in the heat”.
God Bless America, Happy Fathers Day. 🙂
Thanks to Menagerie and everyone else that has posted such thoughtful words today.
Lost my pop just a couple of years ago… but it feels like forever. I miss him and our conversations so very much.
By the time I discovered the Treehouse, his eyesight was so bad that he couldn’t use the computer like he once did… but he would have loved this place!
Never met my Father . That made it all the more important that I made our home (blended family) a place where any of our
children would know that no matter the question or the circumstance, that I would be there for them.
You are a good man.
I just want to say to all fathers here…whether you work at a business or are a manager of a business or owner of a business…whether you consider your job unimportant or very important…I want you to know that your job as a father is more important than any other job you will ever have.
You don’t have to be perfect…only ask for Gods wisdom on a daily basis.
Kids need to know they are loved by the father. If they dont feel loved the legacy left can be a ruined acreage.
My father was a WWII Veteran…a paratrooper who fought in the Phillipine Islands…Luzon,Corregidor etc.
He was an alcoholic and no one can blame him for the horrors he was trying to shut out. The only problem was that he shut us out…his family.
When he drank he was mean and violent and cruel…we were told we were nothing ,less than nothing and that is what I became…my life starting at 11 was a life of drug and alcohol infestation…always looking for love in the wrong places…dangerous places.
I married a man with his own mental issues…again an alcoholic and abusive. A man who never had a father to look up to a man who never felt the love of his father and a man who could not show love to our 2 daughters…and so the cycle continued…one daughter became an alcoholic and thank God became sober 2 years ago after much suffering.
The other daughter is now at this time in her 7th psychiatric hospital.
Why doesn’t dad love us they would ask me?
Why didn’t my father love me I ask?
I can only say it’s not that they didn’t love us but they just couldnt show it and I don’t know why. Did they try their best at life? I think so.
My father was in the hospital one time with sepsis. He was combative and the hospital was short staffed and asked me if I could stay the night, (I yi yi) which I did.
At one point my father was knocked out…the sun was coming up and he opened his eyes and looked at me and said “oh my big girl, why didn’t I hold you more when you were little”.
At that moment I knew there was a place inside my father’s heart for me.
So what I’m trying to say is fathers realize today that you are your children’s world. Communicate your love to your sons and daughters and if you don’t know how ask God to help you and HE WILL.
Your attempts at showing your love don’t have to be perfect they just have to be…future generations are depending on you.
A heartfelt memorial on Father’s Day. At this crazy time in America, when their is an assault on the very foundation of our American civilization, we need fathers to stand up and speak out more than ever.
Thank you father’s everywhere for all you do.
Happy Indigenous Non-Birthing Person Day, Colonials.
Lol.
(Just kidding of course.)
Thank you. Yesterday too.
I stared at those hands for a long time. Powerful image.
Happy Father’s day to all.
I have one brother that like me, has very mixed feeling towards our father- mostly negative memories from 60 years of the family merry- go- round.
I have been able to tolerate and help my father enjoy his golden years nonetheless, my brother, not so much.
The experiences that I had growing up with my father was most beneficial for me in raising our only son. For that alone,
Happy Fathers Day Dad!
Happy Father’s day to all the Treeper dads out there. Celebrating with mine today hes 92 years old and the best dad and guidance ever. Blessings abound!
Dad jokes make us giggle.
” Pull my finger ”
:–))
My late Father used the same Phrase…I’m not going to disclose what it means…
Happy Father’s Day to all of those Dad’s still living and to those children of Father’s who have passed away.
I lost my Dad last October (93 and natural causes) and today is sad in that this is the first time that I haven’t called to wish him a Happy Father’s Day. Army Vet, successful attorney and a great Father for 64 years.
Love and miss you Dad…
Beautiful!
<3
Lost Dad three years ago this next thanksgiving, he was 84, died from complications of a gall bladder operation. He passed through the night at the hospital with a rosary in his hands, he prayed it regularly. I had the privilege to farm by his side for 40+ years. At the age of 17 he took over the farm when his dad committed suicide. Grampa left his wife with 9 children, Dad was number six. The two oldest were girls, one married and another engaged, the next was a boy serving in Korea. The next son was the one who found him and he never was right after that, and the next one was in the Catholic seminary high school so it was up to dad. The only other brother was 6 at the time so he took it on himself to run the farm, eventually buying out the rest of the family and taking care of his mother. She lived with us till she died at 88.
Technically I have operated this dairy farm for the last 8 years but I feel lost without him to talk to and compare notes with. He passed as most farmers do still involved with the farm and land that they loved, he loved his Holstein dairy cows. Now my son is trying to take the farm over and I look up every once in a while and tell Dad, “I’m sorry, now I know what pain in the a– I was”. My son will be the 5th generation to own this land and I know Dad would be proud, He was enamored with my son, he loves cows as much as Dad did.
Dear God I miss him.
God Bless You and your family!
Father’s Day is a special time to pause and give thanks to the men closest and dearest to us. Reading through everyone’s tributes here has put a lump in my throat. God is so good! I too have been blessed many times over thanks to the men God gifted my life.
My grandfather taught me unconditional love through his eyes of endearment. He never failed to make me feel like I was someone special. My father passed on numerous life lessons just by watching how he loved others. He was a man a few words, but his actions left no doubt he was a gentleman with a loving soul that lingers to this day in mine. I miss him terribly but my memories of him remain an integral part of my life. I would give anything to have him here so my children and grandchildren could have benefitted from his good natured wisdom like I did.
They both would have approved and loved my husband as much as I do. He is one who would give the shirt off his back to help someone and is hands down the hardest working man I’ve ever known. My 6 yo grandson was talking to me about God and Jesus the other day, one of his favorite subjects. We refer to him as “Pure of Heart”. He said he knew his whole family would go to heaven, especially his PapPap. As he put it, “he takes care of everybody except himself. The only thing he does for himself, is eat”. No truer words are spoken than those from the mouths of babes.
Happy Father’s Day to all the loving dads and granddads, here and in heaven. Thank you for your footprints that lead the way in more ways than you can imagine!
I was not close to my father as it was more an adversarial relationship for many reasons. I had the great fortune to have a great mentor that was as close to a dad as I could imagine. He was wise tough and compassionate all rolled into one. His convictions were unwavering and his reasoning clear. While no longer with us I remember his laugh and lessons daily. Happy Fathers Day Jack.
In 1952 my father passed on to be with the Lord above! Since I was barely 3, I have no real memories of him, just pictures. Do know that those pictures will some day be replace by his loving arms around me, along with the arms of our Heavenly Father.
However, since then and prior my Heavenly Father has always been there, loving and comforting me.
I usually print this out for friends at church to remind them of their Loving Father in heaven.
My Child,
You may not know me, but I know everything about you-
Psalm 139:1
I know when you sit down and when you rise up.
Psalm 139:2
I am familiar with all your ways.
Psalm 139:3
Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. –
Matthew 10:29-31
For you were made in my image.
Genesis 1:27
In me you live and move and have your being.
Acts 17:28
For you are my offspring.
Acts 17:28
I knew you even before you were conceived.
Jeremiah 1:4-5
I chose you when I planned creation.
Ephesians 1:11-12
You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book.
Psalm 139:15-16
I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live.
Acts 17:26
You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalm 139:14
I knit you together in your mother’s womb.
Psalm 139:13
And brought you forth on the day you were born.
Psalm 71:6
I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me.
John 8:41-44
I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love.
1 John 4:16
And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.
1 John 3:1
Simply because you are my child and I am your Father.
1 John 3:1
I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.
Matthew 7:11
For I am the perfect father.
Matthew 5:48
Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.
James 1:17
For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.
Matthew 6:31-33
My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.
Jeremiah 29:11
Because I love you with an everlasting love.
Jeremiah 31:3
My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore.
Psalm 139:17-18
And I rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
I will never stop doing good to you.
Jeremiah 32:40
For you are my treasured possession.
Exodus 19:5
I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul.
Jeremiah 32:41
And I want to show you great and marvelous things.
Jeremiah 33:3
If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me.
Deuteronomy 4:29
Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart.
Psalm 37:4
For it is I who gave you those desires.
Philippians 2:13
I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine.
Ephesians 3:20
For I am your greatest encourager.
2 Thessalonians 2:16-17
I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4
When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you.
Psalm 34:18
As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart.
Isaiah 40:11
One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes.
Revelation 21:3-4
And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth.
Revelation 21:3-4
I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus.
John 17:23
For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.
John 17:26
He is the exact representation of my being.
Hebrews 1:3
He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you.
Romans 8:31
And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19
Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19
His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you.
1 John 4:10
I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love.
Romans 8:31-32
If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me.
1 John 2:23
And nothing will ever separate you from my love again.
Romans 8:38-39
Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen.
Luke 15:7
I have always been Father, and will always be Father.
Ephesians 3:14-15
My question is…Will you be my child?
John 1:12-13
I am waiting for you.
Luke 15:11-32
Love, Your Dad.
Almighty God
That is such a wonderful tribute to a man who obviously was a great influence in your life.
Happy Father’s Day to all you great dads out there.
Hello Treepers.
God has humbled and blessed me with the opportunity to spend this last week caring and tending to my dad.
As I sit, exhausted, holding his hand, I think of the generation he represents so well. The greatest generation, he grew up picking cotton, along side his sisters, during the depression. Joined military at 17. (Said he was 18).
He was in heaven. Serving his country and 3 squares a day.
He has always been there for anyone in need.
All I can say is this is the hardest but most blessed Fathers Day I can imagine. I can show my love and appreciation by caring for him at this time.
Call your dads, appreciate them while you can.
I will start commenting again when this is finished.
God bless you all.
Paul Harvey. No further description needed. Happy Father’s Day to all of the dads here.
Great to see Super Sara relaxing with her family
I lost my Pops June 2019. I think about him and miss him every day.
Lack of a father in the home is killing families everywhere. Almost every problem our society is facing is primarily because of this fact. When most of our families are dysfunctional, our Country will be dysfunctional. Right now, at least 35% of all American families have no father around. That number has been increasing rapidly for the last 60+ years. In less than a generation the majority of all American children will be bastards.