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    Just a Little Inspiration from the chaplain's corner

    In Memory of My GrandFather,
    Police Chaplain NYPD

    WHAT IS A FATHER?

    A father is a person who is forced to endure childbirth without an anesthetic.
    He growls when he feels good and laughs very loud when he is scared
    half-to-death.

    A father never feels entirely worthy of the worship in a child's eyes. He is
    never quite the hero his daughter thinks. Never quite the man his son believes
    him to be. And this worries him sometimes. (So he works too hard to try to
    smooth the rough places in the road of those of his own who will follow him.)

    A father is a person who goes to war sometimes...and would run the other way
    except that war is part of an important job in his life (which is making the
    world better for his child than it has been for him).

    Fathers grow older faster than other people, because they, in other wars, have
    to stand at the train station and wave good-bye to the uniform that climbs on
    board.

    And, while mothers cry where it shows, fathers stand and beam...outside...and
    die inside.

    Fathers are men who give daughters away to other men who aren't nearly good
    enough, so that they can have children that are smarter than anybody's.

    Fathers fight dragons almost daily. They hurry away from the breakfast table
    off to the arena, which is sometimes called an office or a workshop. There
    they tackle the dragon with three heads: Weariness, Works, and Monotony. And
    they never quite win the fight, but they never give up.

    Knights in shining armor; fathers in shiny trousers. There's little difference
    as they march away each workday.

    And when Father passes away, and after a good rest, he won't just sit on a
    cloud and wait for the girl he's loved and the children she bore. He'll be
    busy there too...repairing the stars, oiling the gates, improving the streets,
    smoothing the way.

    So if you're blessed with having a dad, take a moment, give him a call tell him how much you love him. The next time you see him, give him a big hug, you will not regret it. May G-d bless you, keep you safe, and always keep you in his loving care

    Compliments of your Police Chaplain

    [ 05-07-2003, 03:06 PM: Message edited by: Chaplain Wolf ]
    May G-d bless you, keep you safe, and always keep you in his loving care

  • #2
    i like it.
    I'll post, You argue.

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    • #3
      It's a great article, but I think you have your days confused. Sunday is Mother's Day, not Father's Day.

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      • #4
        ode to a father

        My child arrived just the other day,
        He came to the world in the usual way.
        But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
        He learned to walk while I was away.
        And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
        He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
        You know I'm gonna be like you."

        And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
        Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
        "When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
        But we'll get together then.
        You know we'll have a good time then."

        My son turned ten just the other day.
        He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
        Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
        I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
        And he walked away, but his smile never dimmmed,
        Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
        You know I'm gonna be like him."

        And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
        Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
        "When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
        But we'll get together then.
        You know we'll have a good time then."

        Well, he came from college just the other day,
        So much like a man I just had to say,
        "Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
        He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
        "What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
        See you later. Can I have them please?"

        And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
        Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
        "When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
        But we'll get together then, dad.
        You know we'll have a good time then."

        I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
        I called him up just the other day.
        I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
        He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
        You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
        But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
        It's been sure nice talking to you."
        And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
        He'd grown up just like me.
        My boy was just like me.

        And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
        Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
        "When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
        But we'll get together then, dad.
        You know we'll have a good time then."
        from your old mate
        c h i e f y
        global chiefy to yer seadog seafarin' maties

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        • #5
          That's the reality sadly Chiefy when you're a parent. You're kids are oneday going to grow up and become independent people in their own right. I can see you obviously really enjoyed the hands on 'dad' stage, and it's lovely to read your own personal reflections above. Well I never actually got to meet my father until I was 14, and by this time he was an acloholic. Both he and my stepfather sadly died while I was still in my teens. I never experienced really the loving parenting you clearly gave to your own fortunate children. Sad fact is Chiefy MOST kids take their mum and dad for granted. But you've got some wonderful memories to treasure, from when yours were little. Something no-one can take away from you. I quite like babies actually ....more than older children. Again these GROW UP! If they didn't...well this little lady here might have had one by now. As it is I've just got a retarded cat. He is my very own Peter Pan. I'm not about to trade him!

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          • #6
            my son is 17 now and in another year he'll be graduating high school and heading to college. but everyday i still think of him being little and so dependent on his mom and dad.

            i miss the "hi daddy" greetings when i would walk in the door. playing out side with him. going for a walk to get ice cream or popsicles.

            when people say "they grow up so fast" you don't realize it until you have your own.

            as far as my dad goes, he passed away almost 16 years ago and i still miss him. that's why i always get misty eyed at the end of "field of dreams" when costner and liotta are playing that last "game of catch"!! shoot, i'm getting misty eyed now just thinking about it!
            I'll post, You argue.

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            • #7
              I am happy you all enjoy these posts,
              I will continue to post different reflections as I get them!
              May G-d bless you, keep you safe, and always keep you in his loving care

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              • #8
                msCagney, so sorry to hear about your father, boy that is so rough, but you're so right about me enjoying the "hands on" dad stage, I sure did, but I just didn't know it at the time [Eek!]

                quote:
                Originally posted by nickg:
                i miss the "hi daddy" greetings when i would walk in the door. playing out side with him. going for a walk to get ice cream or popsicles.

                when people say "they grow up so fast" you don't realize it until you have your own.

                nicg
                I second all that my friend
                in the immortal words of Harry Chapin Little boy blue and the man in the moon those WERE the days

                [ 05-14-2003, 10:09 AM: Message edited by: Chiefy_Brown ]
                from your old mate
                c h i e f y
                global chiefy to yer seadog seafarin' maties

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