post off: what lessons did dad teach you?

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Father’s day can be a tough holiday for me. I lost my dad about 7 years ago, and it always gets me thinking about him — which brings up feelings both sad and happy. I try and stay positive — and one way that works great for me is gratitude. I’m thankful for so many of the gifts my dad gave me — his long eyelashes, a love for the Beatles, seemingly endless car repairs and folded $50 bills to name just a few — but I’m most appreciative of the things that I learned still in use today. A good work ethic, using power tools, and the ability to clean a fish without fainting or losing my lunch come to mind… How about you? What life-lessons did your dad pass on to you? — Megan B.

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tracylee

Work ethic here, too, as well as the desire to know as many things as possible – He’s taught me that knowing a little bit about tons of different subjects allows you to get in on any conversation and make tons of connections with people you otherwise wouldn’t talk to. This has been hugely important (and beneficial!) to me.

Daffodil

Of course my dad’s taught me big life lessons, and how to make household repairs as needed, but the main bit of knowledge I attribute to my dad is this: Don’t leave home without a quarter. (He taught me this in junior high, and the quarter was to make a phone call home.)

Now, of course, I have a cell phone, and I think it costs more than 25¢ to make a pay phone call, but the ideas behind Dad’s words are still so important to me. Be prepared. Take care of yourself. Don’t be afraid to ask for help if you need it. It’s never too late to call home.

I love my dad!

Owen Hill

I’m with you on work ethic. And here’s a possible news flash for you: That’s an archaic term. Websites tutoring you on what to say and what not to say on my resumé today advise you against using terms such as “work ethics”, “teamplayer”, etc. It dates you. My dad would say “BS”… but he wouldn’t use the acronym. Which brings to mind.. colorful language that I learned from Dad. But he taught me the importance of being respectful and appropriate with words, too. He taught me to be generous and to never be “GD cheapskate”. I lost my dad in the late 70s.. and there’s never a Fathers Day that I don’t smile through teary eyes. It’s sounds cliché, but they don’t make em like that anymore. He was a rugged family man with a marshmallow heart. He died at 62… too young. I miss him beyond words