36 Fathers' Days Later

Fathers"s Day is, of course, special in so many ways.  For me, it was on Fathers' Day that I first became a dad, with JW, my first born, being born on Fathers' Day, 1976.  I often told JW that he was the best Fathers' Day gift ever, at least better than any lousy old tie.
Fathers' Day is also significant in our joint lives in another special way.  It was Fathers' Day, 1978 (34 years ago) that JW, his mom & I moved from Hillsborough, NJ to Chesterfield County, VA.  Unlike his dad who lived in the same home from the time of his birth to when he moved out to be married, JW, like his siblings, lived a very peripatetic life.  By Fathers' Day, 1978, less then two years after his birth, JW already lived in three residences.  It would take two temporary residences in Virginia before we could move into our new home in Chesterfield.  That was followed by a temporary residence in Maryland; followed by moving into a new home in Helen, MD; followed by a temporary residence in Brussels, Belgium; followed by living in Wezembeek-Oppem, Belgium for over three years; and then a return to Helen.  It was from there that JW undertook his own wandering trail.

That is one of JW's many enduring traits -- a sense of wanderlust.  My son, you continue to blaze trails for the rest of us.