Father's Day...and why not?

Not that I put much store in Hallmark-created holidays or anything, and not that I could say anything to my father now if I wanted to, he being, as per always at this time of year, at a fishing resort in northern Ontario and not reachable by phone. Nonetheless, it bears saying, so I'll say it: by any metric, he's a really kickass father. As I've gotten older, I feel like I've only gotten closer to him. He's very wise in many ways, I can have really deep conversations with him, and last election night, he called me at three in the morning and talked me off of the figurative window ledge.