The following homage to my father was written shortly after his untimely death, a month before Father’s Day 2002. The rest of the blog focuses on how Father’s Day began, and how it’s celebrated — then and now. As I mentioned in last month’s Mother’s Day blog, my dad never bought into the whole Father’s Day mania. He always felt it was a holiday dreamed up by card manufacturers to provide them with revenue during the slow time between Easter and graduations. Regardless, like a

A Day to Honor Mom — With a Past You May Not Know When I was growing up, my dad referred to Mother’s Day and Father’s Day as “Hallmark holidays” — but woe would certainly fall on any of us kids who failed to appropriately honor our mom on her special day. The most memorable Mother’s Day I can remember resulted in a line that’s part of our family lore: “one bite and you’re full.” Wonder what that means? Read on. My mom passed on her cooking genes to me and my two sisters. Thus