Father’s Day is a time for family, barbecues, and doing whatever it is your dad wants to do. Personally, I love that the U.S. Open always lands on Father’s Day weekend. It gives me the perfect excuse to sink into my favorite chair, watch golf for a solid 4–5 hours, and maybe even sneak in a nap or two—guilt-free. This year, I’m firing up the smoker for something special. By the time the final putt drops, there’ll be a well-earned BBQ payoff.
At its core, Father’s Day is about appreciation. It’s a day to honor the man who raised you—his sacrifices, his lessons, his love. For dads, it’s a moment to soak it all in: the joy, the responsibility, the messy, beautiful privilege of being a father. Whether your celebration involves golf, good food, or simply everyone under one roof, it’s a day to slow down and be together. It’s simple, but meaningful.
Of course, not everyone has the chance to spend the day with their father. For some, Father’s Day is a quiet reminder of loss. If that’s you, I hope this weekend brings warm memories, not sorrow. I lost my dad some time ago, but his presence still echoes in my life.
He was a family man with an incredible work ethic. One of his favorite sayings was, “Any job worth doing is worth doing right.” He adored my mother, loved his family deeply, and had a gift for sometimes painfully honest advice. And every time I hear “Proud to Be an American,” catch an A’s game, or smell fresh-cut wood, (He was a Carpenter by trade) I’m right back with him. I’m grateful for that. I’m grateful for him. And I’m especially grateful that he showed me what it means to be a good father.
Maybe the greatest gift he gave me wasn’t something he said, but something he lived: the example of how to be a dad. I’m far from perfect, but I can say without hesitation that being a father is the greatest job I’ve ever had. There’s no manual, no training course. Just instinct, patience, love—and a little reflection on what our own dads passed down.
So, here’s to all the fathers out there: Happy Father’s Day. For those of you remembering a father you’ve lost, I hope your memories are full and comforting. Those moments are yours forever.
This weekend, enjoy your dad. Remember your dad. And above all, take joy in being one.
