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Father's Day, My Favorite Day


Article # : 11025 

Section : LIFE
Issue Date : 6 / 1986  1,739 Words
Author : Ralph Schoenstein
Ralph Schoenstein is the author of fifteen books, including Every Day Is Sunday, recently published by Little and Brown. As a television essayist, he has done humorous commentary for the ABC Evening News and The Today Show. Mr. Schoenstein, a resident of Princeton, New Jersey, has done extensive magazine writing for national publications.

       Father's Day has a special meaning for me, because I celebrate it all year long. To me, my endless Father's Day is the greatest joy a man can know. If you have a few minutes, I'll tell you why I feel this way. At least you won't have to look at pictures.
       
        When I was a boy, I always knew the ages of the sisters and brothers of my friends--they were either four years older or four years younger than one another because in those days parents seemed to have children with the spontaneity of presidential election. And my wife Judy and I were also traditional breeders when we began. In fact, not only did we follow the rhythm of presidential elections, but we also followed their precise year: our daughter Beth was born at the start of the 1964 campaign and our daughter Sue was born during the primaries of 1968. When we skipped the elections of '72 and '76, we presumed that we would be having no more candidates. I liked the sound of "a family of four." There was a nice solid ring to "a wife and two children," as if I were being true to the tables of Mutual of Omaha.
       
        During the sixties and seventies, Judy and I reared our two girls as if parenting were both the world's noblest profession and its happiest pastime. Because the girls were born four years apart, they were able to be friends when they weren't fighting; and, because I was mentally twelve myself, I was able to lose myself in the wondrous pleasure of playing with them. Life was a cabaret in which the girls and I romped and laughed and swigged our Ovaltine in the company of Jiminy Cricket, Big Bird, the Tooth Fairy, and Captain Kangaroo.
       
        A few years, later, when the girls were eleven and ... (1999 of 9249 Characters)
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