I mean, when you grow up without one (for all intents and purposes) that third Sunday in June always just sort of sneaks up on you somehow, sort of like a (well, like pretty much anything else in life that sneaks up on you at the most inopportune or inconvenient of times.) I could list several of them as examples but I'll just let you use your imagination.
Disclaimer: Yay, I Finally Got One! Even if I DID have to wait until years after I'd left home. So anyway, I've pretty much always since then thought of it as "Grandpa's Day" or "Son-In-Law's" Day.
But I have this very real sneaking suspicion that Parker will always welcome this day for years and years to come... with open arms.
Ok... so that's about the best I can do for now. But please feel free to check out these links below for some far more inspiring perspectives...
Carolina On My Mind
Clay The Man
Clay Aiken News Network
And a beautiful essay from Ideal Idol!
Clay Aiken, Fathers Day