It takes a man to to be a real father, in ways so much more important than biological contributions. Once upon a time, most men learned and valued the responsibilities they would assume with the birth of a child, and they planned and prepared for it. Real men were usually not only providers, protectors, but also the primary source of power and strength in a secure family. They were often the first to nudge the chicks out of the nest, to push them to be perfect, and to make sure they were prepared for life, and for a harsh world.
How times have changed.
Here at the Treehouse we talk a lot about politics and how to regain what we’ve lost, not so much politically, but the kind of people we are, the kind of nation we have become. I see a lot of good ideas come across these pages, from involvement in local politics and voting precincts to driving people to the polls, to active involvement in party politics.
I don’t see a lot of talk about the long term prospects, and real change. How about back to the basics fatherhood? How about helping children be secure in a safe and loving family? How about teaching little boys to mow grass and change tires and paint their room, as well as keep that room clean and iron a shirt? Yes, iron a shirt, because presentation and neatness still matter whether you like it or not.
How about teaching them that it really is okay to be a man, and they don’t need any woman to tell them the boundaries on their masculinity, as long as it is a healthy, protective, giving, legitimately strong, real masculinity? How about teaching your daughters what exactly they should expect, no, demand, in a man they contemplate a serious relationship with?
How about making sure you teach your children Christian values and principles and make church services as big a priority as that ballgame?
From last year’s post, I’d like to copy some of my thoughts, because I just can never find finer examples of fatherhood than my husband and father in law. Some things bear repeating.
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.
Dad challenges sons… 😂
“2 TEENS ARE GIVEN 4 MINUTES TO DIAL A NUMBER ON A ROTARY DIAL PHONE…CAN THEY DO IT?”
https://www.bitchute.com/video/orprpRaBKqEp/
So interesting that certain skill sets are lost. Wonder if they are able to tell time with an analog clock. 🤔🤔
I wonder if they can write their signatures in cursive writing or do they only know how to print?
My father preferred spending his time at the bar. And when he was home, well, I was a shadow until I pissed him off.
He was a WWII vet. A farm kid. A hardworking man. He simply didn’t want to be around us. And his behavior was not unique among my friends and classmates. Their dads were pals with my dad.
Things have been broken for a very long time.
I can relate but I believe in the end it made me a better father and man .
My father also was a WWII vet although he never saw action. Never showed us much affection. Yelled and beat us when we didn’t meet expectations although he refused to verbalize what thosed expectations were. He was a traveling salesman who spent weeks away and was always in a foul mood when he got home.
Mother didn’t care as long as the money flooded in. That money was reserved for her lifestyle and trips. They went to Europe 30 times (I stopped counting) and never took their children.
Late in life he began to realize his mistakes. Toned down the racism when the people he hated started to take care of him. S
What a sad epitaph. There are so many people out there who should have had the wisdom to never be parents. We’d be a happier world.
I chose not to have children, because I was afraid that I would treat my children as my father (and sometimes my mother) had treated me. I couldn’t bear that thought.
I hear your repressed anger roaring in your post dnadfly. Bitterness only eats the bitter one from the inside-out.
Reconcile that men do not always become T.V. idol dads. Yours didn’t. Observation and resolution can make you a better man
OMG, do sorry to hear this. My hear hugs you. I empathize..
My father was absent most of my life , and a drunk for a long time . I learned by his mistakes. My kids are better off because of it !
About that “iron a shirt”. I worked with an office full of men once, only one had been in the full-fledged military.
He was proud of the life skills he learned there, how to make a bed, shine your shoes, etc. All part of practicing self-discipline.
Anybody remember the old Bill Cosby (yeah, sorry) comedy routines about Father’s Day? With the kids musing aloud about whether the drug store might still be open, getting toward evening?
His routine about ‘taking a bath’ was very funny. “Go upstairs, into the bathroom, remove your clothes, turn on the water etc.
The scent of original Mennen’s after shave can still bring tears to my eyes.
Ha! You remember that? My dad used that as well.
Burt Reynolds often talked about trying to get his old-fashioned dad to be more 70s ‘sensitive’.
I think you will find this commercial with Burt and his dad hilarious:
It is the responsibility of the man in any relationship to insure self, wife or girlfriend and family always acknowledge God and put God first in everything. They do that by going to church to hear and understand the words of God as written in the Bible. When people put God first everything in their lives works.
There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, ‘Thy will be done,’ and those to whom God says, ‘All right, then, have it your way.’
C.S. Lewis
Fast forward to today. American’s have thrown God out of everything over the past several decades. The results are quite obvious. Just look all around us.
The wisest thing I was told when I was on the fence about religion was “all Jesus is asking for is for you to give Him a chance.” If you just give Jesus a chance it won’t be long before the Holy Spirit starts working within you. What you will experience through your commitment to Him is truly amazing and 1000 times more powerful than any punishment any bureaucrats can levy upon us.
America will fail unless we invite God back into every single aspect of our lives. Time is short. Remember, all Jesus is asking for is for us to give Him a chance. He’s waiting for us to accept Him into our hearts. Is that too heavy a burden?
Blessings to all.
R&R
Amen R&R Amen
Nice piece, Menagerie.
It has prompted a lot of really beautiful commentary.
Here’s to those good and great fathers.
My father was a WWII vet. He grew up poor in the hard-scrabble hills of Arkansas. He was a big kid who was picked on by the much older kids. He left home at 16 and lied to get into the Army. He met my mother he had six children with her. He loved his kids to no end. He worked hard to provide his kids with all the “things” he never had. We were more than a bit spoiled, I’ll admit. His greatest pleasure was having the family over for holiday feasts and the Sunday football.
He was a great intellect and a voracious reader, even as as child. I was proud to have been able to work with him for ten years in his various business endeavors. He passed at the age of 67. It was much too early in life to lose our father. We still refer to him to this day and have kept many of his words and sayings in our lexicon.
Happy Father’s Day Dad.
A beautiful tribute. My father had some similar history and qualities. He was not perfect but I loved my dad and knew he love me.
The American woman either wants a rich indepent alpha male or a well off controllable beta male. She knows the courts will give her more than half his wealth if she desires. She actually has sisters that will educate and enable her to do so. Not “angry” about it. Just listen to the TV and her conversations when shes unaware. They are competing for an upgrade.
I’ve told my sons to be wary about women they date and have sex with. With the recent anticipated SCOTUS ruling “baby trapping” will be a popular as ever.
I don’t mean to upset my fellow treepers but lets be honest. Most women aren’t fooled into having sex with married men. They know men aren’t happy with women who have spent the last decade “trying to lose the baby weight.” They are purposefully offering men alternatives.
This is a really crap comment to post on a Father’s Day thread. It reflects on you.
Generalizations!
Naughty, naughty!
Be nice!
Are you aware of where you posted this ? And you call us “fellow treepers”? I don’t think so.
Get lost.
Why not tell your sons to wait to have sex until they are married to a good, Godly woman?
That would solve a lot of problems before they have a chance to start.
Then keep it zipped!
Shallow much?
Any man can be a Father, the real sign of success is when they call you Daddy!! My Father was a prick, a detestable human being, but he definitely made me a better Daddy.
Excellent post Menagerie!
I truly believe, and say to anyone who listens, the root cause of many of the social issues today could be root caused to the breakdown of the nuclear family.
No doubt this breakdown is encouraged and aided by the”system”
When you don’t have strong role models it becomes generational and the norm.
Faith, who needs it when everything is provided?
My parents were divorced and i learned from that. We just celebrated our 2oth anniversary.
I also learned alot of good lessons. Namely Faith and work ethic.
I always thought the American dream is to teach your kids to be a better person then you are through God, Family, Country, and work.
Unfortunately, I think to many in this Country have the same goal but not for the reasons above. Thier goal is bigger handouts …free stuff.
It is encouraged by the government. Dad isn’t thier role model, the government is.
Blessings to all the Men and Women out there trying to do the right thing
BTW, you don’t have to be a parent to be a role model.
We are all role models in our actions and words.
God gave me an odd little “ministry”, to mentor, in an informal way, young black kids. Many were just hungry for guidance, mentoring, encouragement, hope, and value.
Nobody was teaching them ANYTHING, about how to think and believe about work, how to grow and fashion themselves into valuable and proactive employees, to be a marketable asset in the business world. None had fathers in the home.
In the eighties after school there was always a fight. It was reverbarated through school. There were no females looking on. And the winner got extra respect. kek. good times I guess.
Both my dad, and after he passed,my step dad, wore old spice,the smell brings me to tears. They were both vets, hardworking, loved us kis and the grandkids…I miss them both
Read General MacArthur’s “A Father’s Prayer”. It’s all over the internet.
… MacArthur … a warrior General … totally different from the woke-political-fool generals of today …
He won his war.
Then won the peace with wise stewardship of the tremendous people of Japan.
Recently watched a young man interviewed about the state of affairs in the executive office of this fine country.
He succinctly opined, “Things was much better under Trump—Daddy T!”
So here’s to you President Trump—
Happy Father’s Day
Daddy T! ❤️♥️❤️
Poppy’s hugs are best.
Being in a community that emulates and supports healthy family, spiritual and community life was one of the main reasons we moved back to a small town in the Texas Hill Country, where my husband’s family helped settle 175 years ago. It’s a tourist town, well-known for its shops, restaurants and German heritage, but any restaurant you go into has local families the say grace before meals together, bring kids and Grands, Oma and Oma and often Great grandparents as well, out to restaurants. We raised our kids 25 miles North of Houston in a small town of Spring. Wonderful schools and churches, good neighbors in a new community with so many family activities and stay at home moms. It changed after Katrina brought many bad people to Texas. It was difficult to sell our home and leave dear friends. However, living in a community that once again is safe, reflects our values, and where men (most of whom are cowboys) still are real men is more valuable than a “Pot of Gold.”
My son recently bought a small ranch in Dripping Springs. I travel between there and Kerrville regularly, always passing through Fredericksburg. You landed in a beautiful place.
Houston was once a gracious city, a combination of Texan and Southern.
Then mass, out of control immgration inflicted “international” crap on it. It’s become like the food-and-trinkets court of any hub airport. Fake chrome on plastic, corporate chasing a quick buck.
I lost my father 7 years ago. He was a wonderful father. He is greatly missed.
Thank you, Menagerie for another beautiful post. I always look forward to seeing what you will write for the various holidays and you never disappoint.
Fathers Day blessings.
Fathers are so important in the lives of children. There are so many small lessons learned from fathers that children do not even realize they are learning until years later.
Twenty-five years ago, my father found out he had aggressive cancer and only a few weeks to live. One day I decided to make a big sacrifice and take the day off from my “oh, so important job” and spend the day with my mom and dad. The weekend prior his sons-in-law had built him a handicap ramp on the house and we had purchased a wheel chair. The day I took off from work, he asked to be wheeled out to the garden so he could scare away the crows from the planted corn. So, I wheeled him out there while listening to him telling me the importance of being able to grow food on your own. “Girl, don’t ever depend on the government to feed you”, he said. “Always know how to grow your own food”.
When we got to the garden he told me to return to the house and come back in an hour. I was hesitate to do so but, it was Dad and I always did what he said. So, I left him there with his shotgun across his lap and returned to the house where I got the binoculars and sat on the deck and watched my father as he raised that gun and shot crow after crow. They would disappear and all would be silent for five minutes or so. Then the crows would return and dad would lift that shotgun to his shoulder and fire again.
After a bit, I was ready to go get him and return him to the house, but before I could do so, his brother pulled into the yard. My uncle saw what Dad was doing and returned to his truck for his own gun and they sat for an hour or so chatting and shooting crows. Then my uncle pushed dad in his wheel chair back to the house. That night, my father died.
At the funeral, my uncle said Dad told him, “Ma and the girls have to eat, even when I’m gone. I’m doing my part to make sure they have food this fall”. He never mentioned what else they discussed and I never thought to ask him. But, he stopped by often to check on the family after Dad’s death. That fall we had the prettiest stand of corn that we had ever grown. We all cried as we picked Dad’s corn. Even in the face of adversity, a father provides for his family. And, I remembered those lessons. One, your outside “job” is not that important. That “big sacrifice” I thought I was making by taking a day off of work is not even remembered by the firm I worked for. God and family should be your number one priority. Two, do not ever depend on the government to provide you with food.
Iron shirts…and undershirts, socks, and underwear. It has to look as neat in the drawer as it does on you. That was my uncle, the classic old world Italian gentleman. He was from Milan. A father of girls.
Protect – Provide – Preside.
That is the “Dad Job” or the Husband’s role in The Family.
Dad graduated from a high school in Nebraska in June of 1942.
Like at least someone in every generation in the family tree before him back to 1776, (we are all members of the Sons of The American Revolution) he enlisted, as did almost every male in his senior class.
We probably had colonial soldiers in the family to protect the family for the King Phillip’s War, since many of them settled early New England.
My brother and I were on either side of his death bed as he breathed his last, a decade ago.
I will keep the good memories and let all else go.
Thanks again Menagerie, for 2 wonderful Father’s Day posts. I have not been on social media much this past year, but I always come back to the Treehouse on holidays to read your posts and the comments. Many times I have tears in my eyes. Thanks to all Treepers for your dedication to this country and I am grateful that there is still a “remnant” out there who share my love for this country and what it stands for.
Well said. Amen!!
You have expressed it perfectly.
A better America, A better world can occur if only men strive to be real men, and to guide the next generation in their words, actions, resolve, and faith writ large.
What a great post – Thank you! It brought a tear to my eye. I am in my mid-30’s, with 2 young sons. I pray to God I can raise them to be the strong men that these hard times will need. In His hand may they forever be found.
And yes, you better get the door for your mother, or any other lady.
How beautiful! I so wish I had father like that. What a blessing he must have been, not only to you, but many others!
Thank you for sharing.