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My Dad Saved My Life. And Then We Went to Burger King.

Recently, I may have suggested my dad was only one of the great things to come out of Long Island. The truth is, not a lot of people can do the things my dad does. Like, he can read in the car without getting sick. And he makes really good steak. Not at the same time; don’t be ridiculous.

Oh and when I was 2, I was way ahead of my time and awesome I saw a swimming pool and was like, “Deep end, here I COME!” Bam, I jumped in to join my older brother and sister, and my chubby bum sunk straight to the bottom. Without a second thought, my dad lept in to save me, breaking his glasses along the way.

I think that’s why we get along so well. I could have been all, “Well, you brought me into this world, it’s your job to keep me here,” but instead I was like, “Thanks for that, Pop. One day I’ll join the swim team and make you proud stay afloat.”

As if that wasn’t enough, he used to take me on father-daughter trips to Bowcraft, this tiny, creepy amusement park next to a highway, and then across the street to Burger King. Those were the days, back when trans fat was what was for dinner, and winning enough tickets to get chinese finger cuffs was all you needed.

My dad is also a genius. I mean, yeah, okay, the real kind with a doctorate and Ivy League-y things, but whatever. I mean the practical kind of genius. Street smarts. Case in point: We used to go on long road trips in a small car, with all three kids crammed in the backseat. It was a recipe for disaster. So he came up with something called the Points System. We earned points for being good, and got them taken away when we were bad.

If we didn’t have enough points by the time we got to Burger King, we weren’t eating.

I know, right? Genius.

Happy Father’s Day, Pop! (Does this post win me any bonus points?)

He still has his hair. And I can easily get more barrettes…

What stories about your dad make you laugh?

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357 thoughts on “My Dad Saved My Life. And Then We Went to Burger King.”

    1. Ha! Oh gawd. Beanie Babies WERE crucial. I am so glad it didn’t turn into me being one of those creepy adults who collects the dolls and coins they advertise on TV. Er…no offense to anyone who does that… 😉

  1. What a lovely and humorous blog post! That’s what special memories of parents and loved ones boils down to: unique and exclusive moments that clarify why you love them. I’m sure your dad would really dig these sweet words but something tells me he doesn’t need a blog post to know his daughter loves him. Happy Father’s Day to a cool dad!

    1. Thank you so much! I don’t know about you, but coming up with titles is one of my favorite parts about writing/blogging, LOL, so I really appreciate the compliment! Thank you again! 🙂

    1. LOL I think the saying ‘like father like daughter’ will never be proven more true than in the fact that I actually thought it was kind of cool, even when I was subjected to it! It was sort of like a game that gave me something to think about (besides ways to torment my brother and sister ;)).

    1. Ha! I’m planning to find out tomorrow, when I hand Pop his gift: a screenshot of his 1984 self on home home page of WordPress.

      Oh yeah. And grilling things. 😉

  2. LOVE your blog!!!! Hilarious!!! Thanks so much for this particular post for Father’s Day. Nicely done. I also wanted to let you know that I’ve NOMINATED YOU for the VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD!! CONGRATULATIONS, my dear!!!! Well deserved!!! There are a few rules associated with this which I’ve posted on my site, aprairiegodmother.com, for you to copy and paste for convenience. Don’t forget to copy the Award and paste it on your site!!! Display it proudly!!!!! Congratulations again and keep those posts coming!!!!!

  3. Your tribute was so nostalgic and fun. We had a family friend who worked at our local Burger King so it was our ‘go to’ place for ice cream’s…I remember how dad would end up eating a few since we were too slow and they were melting all over the 1961 Desoto…..good times

    1. Thank you so much! When I sat down to write it, I wasn’t sure what I was going to say, and then suddenly those memories started flooding back, so I’m really going to have to do this more often! The reminiscing -and going through old photos- was wonderful 🙂

      ha ha, I can just picture that! I remember my dad and older siblings always waiting for me to finish. When I was 5, I would just marvel at how quickly they managed to eat their burgers!

  4. Really good post. My Dad rescued me from the same sort of situation in a swimming pool and then taught me how to swim. He’s also taught me: the correct way to change a tyre (without getting annoyed once), check the oil (ditto), self defense and how to be a better person without ever wanting a thing in return (except for a call every once in a while).

    Fathers are way cool!

    1. Thank you! This comment really made me smile 🙂 You captured ‘dad’ perfectly here. We really are so lucky to have ’em! I hope your dad has a WONDERFUL Father’s Day!

  5. This is my first time reading one of your posts. I enjoyed it tremendously. It made me miss my dad, who took me for a “Fribble” at Friendly’s after dental surgery. I especially like your style, oh and GREAT title by the way. all the best to you…. I look forward to reading more. Beth from middlescapes.com

    1. Hi Beth! Thank you so much – that really means a lot to me to hear!

      Ahhh “Fribbles”…as long as you don’t mind waiting an hour, those Friendly’s sundaes are the BEST! LOL (The Reese’s peanut butter cup sundae is one of my all-time favorite desserts.)

      I’m sure your wonderful dad’s memory is alive and well this Father’s Day. 🙂

  6. Okay that was adorable. Your post made me think of one I should write, “I proposed and then we went to McDonalds” becuase THAT IS WHAT HAPPENED. 🙂

    1. P.S. – Although, confession: I can’t take credit for the traffic on this post – the WordPress overlords put it on the home page! I’ve been trying to figure out how to make the perfect ritual sacrifice in thanks. I hope rum cupcakes will suffice…

  7. I don’t have the patience to read your other posts right now, but if this is your typical style, I may just have to follow you.

    Oh, BTW . . . if your Bumm was chubby, it should have floated, not sank.

    1. Thank you so much! And boy do I understand what you’re saying about not having the patience, LOL Is it a comfort to know I usually only post 2-3 times a week, and brevity is the name of my game? 😉

      Good point! Fat floats. I should know. Tee hee.

      Thanks again and nice to ‘meet’ you!

  8. Your dad is awesome!! And the reading in the car thing?! Totally a superhero. I would have puked before the car even left.

    My dad is amazing too, he’s one of those jack of all trades including some non-trades things. He built me the most amazing/sketchiest bunk bed of my life. I’ll always remember those mornings where I’ve been abruptly woken from my sleep as I landed on the bedroom floor.

    Ahh…parenting..

    My parents had me late, so they’re in their mid 60’s now and getting a little more wacky. I’ll be changing diapers soon enough.

    1. L, thank you so much! I’m glad you appreciate the qualities that make a true superhero – like the ability to read in a moving vehicle!

      haha, oh gosh, we could totally trade war stories about bunk beds (the top bunk of one fell on me when I was a toddler!)! I’m glad your parents did such a good job, because I know they’ll be in capable hands if/when you need to take care of them 🙂

    1. It truly is a testament to how addicted to fast food I was that I’d do ANYTHING for a few points. LOL Actually, if memory serves, we needed an absurd and arbitrary amount of points to get food, and we always did (but always feared we wouldn’t! ;)).

    1. ha ha! Oh man, we could be best friends. I’m a project manager by day, yet I didn’t even THINK of the streamlining factor until after I published this post. Brilliant! Thank you so much 🙂

    1. Thank you so much! I really appreciate that, especially because I have an intense fascination with titling things. That totally makes me quirky, and not weird, right? 😉

    1. Thank you so much (and I LOVE your gravatar name/picture, by the way)! My dad did actually get to read it, so I’m thinking I have a nice, sweet, stockpile of ‘points’ right about now… 🙂

  9. Your mom had told me about your blog, but I never got around to looking at it. she sent me your Father’s Day posting. I love it! So funny! I am now a fan and look forward to reading all the rest of your blogs – and catching up on those I’ve missed.

  10. The funniest memory of my dad (that comes to mind right now)–I was probably 13 or 14. We were visiting my grandma in the hospital, and for some reason or another my dad started to dance in the elevator, shaking his booty toward the door. Fun fact: My dad is not a dancer. Naturally, the door opened while he was dancing and more people wanted to get in–but first, they all saw my dad, dancing away in the elevator.

    1. Liz, this story really made me giggle! Thank you so much for sharing! I can just picture him gettin’ down in the elevator. In fact, I think I should try that tomorrow at work (when I get there at the crack of dawn, oy…people won’t even need their coffee! ;))!

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