My town has more than a few claims to fame. It is the Lilac City, the host of Bloomsday and Hoop Fest (world’s largest 3-on-3 basketball tournament), and a great place to oggle Craftsman-style homes. There are many different styles of old churches (this is an idea for a photo shoot that I’ve yet to make happen but which I think about whenever I drive around town
oggling Craftsman-style homes).
The church I attend has been around for over one hundred years. In fact, it is where the very first Father’s Day was celebrated.
Sonora Dodd got the idea for a day to honor fathers after hearing a Mother’s Day message preached at another church. Her own mother had passed away when Mrs. Dodd was a sixteen-year-old girl, leaving Sonora’s father to raise 6 children on his own (although I suspect she helped out with those 5 younger brothers). As a young mother herself in the early 20th century, she must have had incredible respect for a man who took on the role of single parenthood. (Go ahead and click the link, it is interesting!)
I visited my dad in early April. We’ve aged a bit since 1988…
Give my best to Superdad and I hope you enjoy the day as well. Great story about how Father’s Day came about.
I never knew that about Father’s Day. It has always been around for as long as I can remember. I am so happy you shared this bit of history. And boy do you look like you dad!
You and your dad have the same bright, up-to-something eyes. I love it!
Awww, I love your pictures.
I knew the first Father’s Day was celebrated in Spokane, but I didn’t know where or how it came to be. Fun post.
Hey! You go to the same church as some of my friends. And I live in one of those big old Craftsman houses in that neighborhood.
Now I am very curious!
Well, I never knew where Father’s Day started…thanks!