My father passed away 29 years ago when I was 22. My years of growing up was spent hunting and fishing together and him as a baseball coach untill high school. He never had the opportunity to see his 3 grandsons play baseball or his son coach them as he did for me. Wow, how time flys. Even after all these years not a day goes by that I haven't ask him for advice. What I would do for just one more day with him, so all you guys who still have fathers living do not ever ever take them for granted. Tell them everyday how much you love them, don't wait tell Fathers Day. Life is too short and so much of it is taken for granted.
Today my youngest and last son at home played a double header, during warm ups the coach had all the fathers warm up with their sons on the field. This Fathers Day was as good as it gets.
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