To my sons on Father’s Day

It is a pleasure to be your dad. 

You were “easy” babies, fabulous toddlers and terrific young children. 

You were hilarious preteens and mostly cooperative teenagers. 

Now, you are productive, employed, adults. 

I have written to readers far and wide – often to severe resistance – my belief that parenting ends. 

While I will always be your dad, you may have recognized that some years ago, wise or unwise on my part, believing I had imparted all that was necessary, I “pulled back” and gradually stopped parenting each of you. You have been making almost all your own decisions for years and have both been rather good at it.

Now, we are three men (mostly) enjoying our shared relationships and one of us happens to also be your dad. 

As far as possible I will be available for you. I probably will “jump in” if I discern a dire need to do so, but generally I will resist any urge to impose my need to parent upon you.

I love you, I will seek your highest good and love all whom you love. Know this: each of you in your own way saved my life. You have made this dad really appreciate Father’s Day and I thank you.