This is the least weird thing … as a father, I always preferred an activity with my kids to celebrate Father’s Day, especially something that makes a difference. We generally did something like wilderness cleanup, or clean up grounds at community centers.

As my kids become adults and are less available, it would be easy to say that Father’s Day no longer applies. But it applies to me if I say it does: taking care of people doesn’t just disappear. In the last couple years I’ve been putting some thought into whether I’d continue to meaningfully celebrate Father’s Day and how.

If I were close to someone who was attacked, who I couldn’t protect, who I wasn’t able to sufficiently care for, who needed a womens shelter, why wouldn’t that be one of the possibilities?