It was Father’s Day morning and my wife and two children, 8 and 10, made me a delicious breakfast in bed. I was awoken with eggs, bacon, pancakes, and orange juice on my tray table. Coffee was served in a mug with the heading the “The Meanest Father in the World.”

My wife asked me to read this out loud to our two young children, the mug read:

The Meanest Father in the World

I had the meanest Father in the world. From my earliest memories, he acted like he knew more than I did.… Read the rest