Daddoo

Danny and I took Dad out for Greek food today. My mother is a fantastic cook, so when I asked Dad what he wanted to eat on Father's Day, I hoped he would choose something Mom wouldn't make. Mission accomplished- Mom has never made Greek food.

I got to the house with my gift in hand- a 12-pack of mixed Sam Adams beers- and Dad decided to arrange them in the small refrigerator the folks keep for beverages. Then, he went to the auto parts store and bought oil. Then, he changed the oil on his car. Finally, I announced that I was hungry- as a signal for him to get a move on... 

A while later, I was pleased to see a freshly showered Dad emerge. Then, we had to wait for Danny to finish up what he was doing. And folks say women take a long time to get ready... 

Anyhow, Greek food was fantastic, and Danny actually pulled out his wallet. Who knew he could do that? Afterward, we went to The Flying Saucer for beers. Danny pulled out his wallet AGAIN. It was a Father's Day miracle! 

Dad, Danny and I have a standing Sunday date for beers. Typically, we each have two, and usually, we make Dad pay the tab. Today, it was our treat. Whenever one of the trio is out of town or otherwise busy, the other two go out without the third. Once, when Dad was on a motorcycle trip, Danny and I went out for beers without him. We asked the waitress for an empty glass and took a photo. We texted it to Dad. We said we were flying the missing man formation. Today, we were all present. When one is gone, though, this is the sort of photo he can expect to see on the phone on a Sunday: