It was an idea that Dad and I had kicked about as a bit of thought experiment when I was in my late teens / early twenties. But there it was in real life. All set out in the shopping mall and implemented by a large clothing chain 20 years after we’d kicked the idea about. Funny. I had the sudden urge to tell him.
“Dad, you’ll never guess what I just saw… “
Funny how loss can sneak up on you like that. But it made me smile, and remember the late night conversations we used to have. We’d solve all of the world’s problems by 1am. The whiskey, served as was mandated, with just 3 blocks of ice always helped improve the quality of our ideas. But as the hours grew smaller the conversation would swap from planet defining moments of salvation to the more mundane; University, girlfriends, work.
I am very lucky; I’ve some awesome memories, and I’ve got the chance to create some more, this time with my family.
Happy Father’s Day Dad, and to all the Dad’s out there - let’s go make some awesome memories, the whiskey, of course, is completely optional.