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On this Father’s Day, I am thankful for all the Dads I’ve had in my life:

1. My Own Father, who passed away when he was 40 and I was 14. He travelled a lot for work, and I regret that we did not have more time together. What I remember most is him encouraging my creativity. He once brought me to an advertising office when I was about 5 to show me what the artists did to create ads. I was able to sit at an easel they had and draw a picture. Everyone treated me like I was an employee, and I thought I was the bomb!
2. My Grandfather Joe, was the most adorable person on earth. He showed me what unconditional love was and had a soft heart. He told great stories and held nothing back. I laughed and laughed when we were together. He was obsessed with watching Bob Ross, the artist on Public Television. After watching the show, Gramps and I painted together. He gave me his paint brushes, which I still use after 30 years! And some of his paintings still hang on my wall. My granny drove him nuts, and I found it so entertaining. He died in 1986, and not a day goes by when I do not think of him and smile.
3. My Stepfather, Jack, passed away in 1999 from a brain tumor. He was a very short, smiley man with a strange Spanish/Yiddish combination accent and a big heart. He treated me like I was his own biological daughter and stood by me through some very, very tough times. He experienced a lot of tragedies in his life, but somehow remained positive. “It’s all good,” he’d often say.

Who are you thankful for on Father’s Day?

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