The agreement declared that all the work it took my fantastic daughter Elisabeth and terrific fiance George Three to fix the quite broken shed doors while my dear wife Karen, cherished rescue mutt Ellie B and I were on our annual Cape Cod getaway would serve as this year’s Father’s Day present.
I didn’t want anything more than joy of a working shed and that happy surprise when I spied the doors as Ellie trotted out to the shed when we pulled back home.
And yet the kids handed me a package containing this shirt when we got together again for Father’s Day 2022.
Just had to, they said. They saw this great shirt when we were all together at our last visit to the Syracuse Mets stadium. George went back to the team store at his job lunch break another day to buy it.
Yes, it is me.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Take us out to the ball game …