My dad with our son.
Growing up we had a very specific Father's Day tradition.
Every Father's Day, after church, we would blind fold our dad and put him in the car. A Chevy Astro Van. Anyone else have one of those? My mom would drive us around for 45 minutes while we tried to get my dad confused so he didn't know where we were or where we were going. We would make distracting noises, talk to him and give him false clues.
It didn't matter. He always figured it out. We didn't mind.
After the confusing drive we would stop at a park, a different one every year. My dad would guess where we had ended up, take off his blindfold, and we would yell, "Happy Father's Day".
At the park we would meet our closest friends. They had been driving around doing the same thing with their dad, with a twist.
Our friends had 4 boys, all wrestlers. They would take all the seats out of their car and fill it with a mattress, pillows and blankets. As they drove around they would beat their dad up and wrestle him for 45 minutes. Once they got to the park, they would slide their minivan door open and their dad would fall out. There was always blood and they broke his glasses every year. If you ask those boys they would tell you that they liked Father's Day better than Christmas. If you ask the dad, he will tell you he did it for his boys.
Both families would bring food and we always finished the meal with the same Father's Day Cake from Baskin Robbins. You know the one, with the tie? Always chocolate cake with mint chocolate chip ice cream.
We still talk about this tradition today. We laugh with our friends about how fun it was to celebrate the holiday together. My dad always thanks us for not beating him up when he was blindfolded.
Now that our kids are getting a little older I think it is time to dust off the old blindfold.
DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE FATHER'S DAY MEMORY?
P.S. excuse the photo quality. These are from the archives. Cameras have come a long way.