
The OffspringGrowing up, my dad had pretty low expectations for Father’s Day. Probably because he used to get my leftover arts and crafts projects from school. You know, the stuff made with glue and popsicle sticks. Eventually, I graduated to the next level of bad gifts—stupid ties. Back then, they only cost about two dollars and used to say dumb phrases like “#1 Dad.” He probably only wore them once, if ever.
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