Thank You Dad!
Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the great island of Nantucket! Happy Father’s Day from Osterville, on Cape, as well as the islands, to all of you Dads out there! May your day be filled with all of the things YOU like to do! A special shout out to my own Dad, David Mosier, who is most likely in the great state of Kentucky today, as he loves his horses and what a better place for those great animals than the green fields, rolling hills and white fences that adorn one of our most pristine and beloved states–summed up so beautifully at the Kentucky Derby each year, with the singing of “My old Kentucky Home”–to celebrate that love? When we think back to our days as children and remember our father’s, what they did for us, the advice they gave, the LOVE they offered as well as consolation for our losses during our awkward adolescent years, especially when it came to girls, it makes me realize how much I miss my Dad’s presence, his face, his quiet demeanor, his reflective cause, and his undying LOVE. My father was not a man of many words and was not one to jump on a soap box and begin writing a blog for all the world to see, such as I do every day here at seacapecod.net. His was a life in the business world, the corporate business world, a conflict that I came to grips with in my own life only a few short years ago. I hated the fact that companies came in the way of a families LOVE for one another, and how “it” could tear a family from one part of the country to the other, destroying friendships and lives along the way. However, I could not, nor will not, ever “blame” my father for those ancient facts of life in America today, as so many families do not have a father in their life, and, if they do, have a father who is out of work because he cannot BUY a job–those corporations I still have some beef with. But, for today, I simply wish to remember the efforts that my own father made for me, my little sister Melissa, my little brother Marcus and my super mother, and although not perfect, somehow, if I shed that “blame” and only look towards the GOOD the man did, I love him all that much more. So, wherever you are this morning Dad, and should you happen across one of these fancy computing devices in this crazy technological age, please hear this message–that I love you, I am proud of you and miss you. Indeed, God Bless all the Dad’s out there including Gabby Gifford’s husband, who just returned home from space yesterday to visit his ailing wife who is making remarkable progress–you are a fine American Sir! PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M
