Posted on September 4th, 2010 by Cam.
Categories: Let's talk.

It was my Dad’s birthday yesterday, and Fathers’ Day tomorrow.  Mum’s birthday was not that long ago.  It is fitting that I let people know how much my folks mean to me, and how they have helped me get through these years.

Dad is my hero.  Always has been.  Always will be.  The heroism has been transformed over the years from the invincible, immortal nature that a heroic father has through the eyes of his son, to a more realistic, human version of a hero.  For many, I can imagine that this movement from invincible to human versions of a father could be a bit of a let down.  For me, the heroism of my father has just grown and grown.

Dad is a doer.  He can make anything work it seems.  When I was growing up, I would work on a car or be making something, and I would come to a point where I might have needed a hand.  I could have worked it out eventually I guess, but I would go and get Dad to help me out anyway, just because I liked working with my Dad.  I am still growing up, and I still want my Dad to help me out doing things.

People often say that I have a very diverse range of skills and interests.  Well, this comes from Dad.  He has worked as a house mover (not removalist, actually putting houses on trucks and moving them), silversmith, worked for an engineering firm, became a theology student, pastor, builder, farmer and a whole host of other professions.  He has been the shaker and mover to get schools, churches and retirement villages built and operating, he looks at the impossible and gets it done.  My perspective has been established around the mentality that everything is possible, because I have seen Dad do it.

Dad has remained strong and consistent all the years I have known him.  He does anything for anyone, and does it well.  Dad was always around when we were growing up – something I will always be thankful for.  Anytime I needed Dad to help me with anything, all I would do is ask and he would drop everything he was doing to be with me.

Now that I am mid-thirties, and he is mid-sixties, very little has changed.  He still drops anything to help me out, still is the strong Dad I knew as a kid.  He still builds, works silver, farms, leads churches, Grand-dads etc with an amazing level of energy.  He has been well looked after, and he looks after others unbelievably.

If ever there was a benchmark for generosity, Mum and Dad are it.  They have poured their entire lives out for others, giving generously their time, skills, money, belongings and love.  We are the ones who have benefitted mostly from their incredible characteristics, not necessarily materially, but in how we have learned from these aspects of their character.

And then there is Mum.  No one has a Mum like ours.  Where Dad is the doer, Mum is the lateral thinker.  And when I mean lateral, I mean Mum makes Edward de Bono look like the God of Linear.  Mum will see solutions in problems where people just see problems.  Not to say Mum’s solutions don’t create their own set of problems, but that is not the point here – the ‘solutions’ over the years have brought us much joy, few minor injuries, and volumes of stories that need to be recounted by various independent witnesses to be believed.

But aside from that, Mum has not stopped making our world the best it could be since we were born.  Our dwellings were palaces because of her creativity and passion for hospitality.  There was never a time when there was not enough food on the table for us or whoever got invited over at the last minute for lunch.  Mum would be able to take whatever ingredients ‘Ready, Steady Cook’ could throw at her and whip up an absolute banquet.  And at least one of the dishes would turn out to be her famous baked potato with corn, bacon and cheese delights.

Mum’s passion and main focus in life has been to ensure that us kids had the best we could have it, and she not only succeeded, but has started a legacy that has already continued with my sisters’ families.

I am in awe of my Mum as I am my Dad, and together there seems to be nothing that is impossible.  They have given us the stability, opportunity, passions and example that have been vital for our wellbeing and outlook on life.

So this is a tribute to you Ma and Pa.  You know that my presents these days are usually word-based, rather than a new electric drill or stab-mixer.  I can still get you these if you like.  Words of affirmation are free, but they cost more and are often difficult to cash in.

Much love,



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