If you sent a card or a text or drew a picture with flying cats for dad today, thanks.
At Safeco Field with a near full-house today, it’s easy to remember ball games with dad, whether you’re Felix Hernandez, Ichiro Suzuki, a fan in the third deck or a writer in the press box.
Yes, for some the Phillies-Mariners game is the event of the day. Baseball can be like that.
For fathers, there’s usually a folder full of kids drawings for dad stuck away somewhere, and endless memories of summers and baseball seasons come and gone. Being a father is forever.
So is being a son or daughter.
For those of us with dads near or far, take the time to call or draw or text. We fathers love that stuff.
And for those of us who’ve lost our dads, baseball remains the great summer passtime – and Fathers Day reminds us how much we loved our fathers. And how much we miss them.
Happy Fathers Day, dad. Now and always.