i have a remarkable son who, in the simplest ways, makes any occasion special. he’s often late, but never forgetful, gifts are not expected or given…except at christmas and those are sometimes a year in between (he left it on the mantle as he dashed out the door, we got it the next christmas – now it’s a great memory and i’ve always got the books). the father’s day call came while i was out, the message was short, he was off to his weekend job. happily i caught up with him and spent some time covering this and that, nothing too important just sharing time. he always says i love you, and i always believe him. he’s the greatest. my father’s day was all i hoped for. thanks son!