Today is Father’s Day in the U.S., and I’m sending a greeting to all fathers. What son hasn’t had conflicting thoughts about their dad at some point? My dad used to drive me crazy at times. Now I see myself driving my kids crazy at times too.

I woke up earlier than anyone else, because our dog, Clue, came by to remind me that he needs to get to his morning pee and breakfast. The dog doesn’t know that this is my “special day.”

I saw a brown paper bag sitting at my place at the family table, with a handwritten note from my son. “Sorry about the wrap job. The women weren’t available.” Obviously put there last night after I went to bed.

I’ll wait for the rest of the family to wake up before opening it. Then off to church, where I’m scheduled to deliver the children’s message at both services.

Father’s Day to me means time with my kids and my wife, with whom I started the Keefe family nearly two decades ago.

Nice wrap job, Kevin

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