I don't dread father's day... though I know it's about to happen because of all the advertising!

My dad was dx'd with brain cancer the last week of May that year... so all of June was his battle...and surgery... and family frenzy who thought he'd live to 100 because he was never sick... he passed after 5 weeks, and was buried ...a few days before his 84th birthday July 3rd. I "smoke" (burn) one of his favorite cigars on his birthday, in memory.