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Honouring Fathers
Children honour their father’s on the third Sunday in June. The origin
of Father's Day is debatable. Some say it began with a church service in West Virginia in 1908. Others say the first Father's
Day ceremony was held in Washington. Regardless of when the first true Father's Day occurred, the strongest promoter of the
holiday was Mrs. Bruce John Dodd of Spokane, Washington.
Mrs. Dodd had an outstanding father. He was a veteran of the Civil War.
His wife died young and he raised six children on his own. In 1909, Mrs. Dodd approached her own minister and others in Spokane
about having a church service dedicated to fathers on June 5, her father's birthday. That date was too soon for her minister
to prepare the service, so he spoke a few weeks later on June 19th.
States and organizations began lobbying Congress to declare an annual Father's
Day. In 1916, President Woodrow Wilson approved of this idea, but it was not until 1924 when President Calvin Coolidge made
it a national event to "establish more intimate relations between fathers and their children and to impress upon fathers the
full measure of their obligations."
Since then, fathers had been honoured and recognized by their families
throughout the U.S., U.K. and Canada on the third Sunday in June.
On Father's Day, we celebrate the guys in our lives. Not just our dads
and the fathers to our children, but all the men who have made a positive impact on a child’s life.

Father by Edgar Albert Guest
My father knows the proper way The nation should be run; He tells
us children every day Just what should now be done. He knows the way to fix the trusts, He has a simple plan; But
if the furnace needs repairs, We have to hire a man.
My father, in a day or two Could land big thieves in jail; There's
nothing that he cannot do, He knows no word like "fail." "Our confidence" he would restore, Of that there is no doubt; But
if there is a chair to mend, We have to send it out.
All public questions that arise, He settles on the spot; He
waits not till the tumult dies, But grabs it while it's hot. In matters of finance he can Tell Congress what to do; But,
O, he finds it hard to meet His bills as they fall due.
It almost makes him sick to read The things law-makers
say; Why, father's just the man they need, He never goes astray. All wars he'd very quickly end, As fast as I
can write it; But when a neighbor starts a fuss, 'Tis mother has to fight it.
In conversation father can Do
many wondrous things; He's built upon a wiser plan Than presidents or kings. He knows the ins and outs of each And
every deep transaction; We look to him for theories, But look to ma for action.

My Father by Yehuda Amichai
The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work
Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits out of his hat, he drew love from his small body,
and the rivers of his hands overflowed with good deeds.

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