Father’s Day Thoughts from 3 Young Fil-Ams

Ingrid Elizabeth Hausner:

Mike and Family

I’d like to start off by saying that my dad, Michael Erich Hausner, is more than just a dad. He is a storyteller, a nurse, an involuntary maid, a chef, and possesses every quality to uphold a functioning family. He is great with words, as he could make a great impromptu speech among a crowd and touch them.

My dad is kindhearted, and will drive for hours to the nearest wildlife refuge, to save a baby bird, simply because you ask him to. Although he has asthma, he has for countless times taken the time and effort to care for animals numerous times, no matter how much it physically hurts him. He is an individual of many interesting experiences, and has given me advice countless times to make my life easier.

Hausner Grads

The Hausners: Ingrid, Michael, Felisa, Catherine and Mishael.

His sacrifices have not only paved a better pathway for myself and my family, but what is even more notable is that he asks for nothing in return. He is selfless, and asks only for quality time to make extraordinary and unforgettable memories to fondly look back on. I love Michael Hausner; he proves to me every day that he is more than just a magnificent human being, and I have the privilege to call him my dad.

Daniel Munar Pineda:

“When I was growing up, my dad and I probably didn’t do things that most fathers and sons in Jersey would do. While other fathers were showing their kids how to throw a football or watch baseball together, my dad taught me to hunt and watch boxing. When we got a dog, he wasn’t a house pet but a hunting companion that my dad and I would train daily in the woods and at the local pond. I helped him build a giant bird loft in our suburban backyard so that we could raise pigeons. I remember one time he was seriously thinking of starting a tilapia farm in Jersey.

Pineda Rommel

As you might imagine, I had some trouble relating to the other kids in school at times. However, as time passes, I come to appreciate more and more these unique experiences that my father exposed me to and continues to expose me to. One important thing I’ve learned from him is that you shouldn’t be afraid to think way outside the box and do things a lot differently. Some people probably won’t understand you but that might mean you’re on to something special. You might even have a lot of fun in the process. Thanks Dad.

Happy Father’s Day to all fathers, father-figures, and, of course, to my old man! (I can do more push-ups than him now so I think I can get away with calling him that, just this once.)

Pineda and Son 2

Romel and son, Daniel.

Father, dad, pops, papa, daddy, padre, père, vater, tatay, ama. Although there are a million different ways to translate the word, the love of a father is universally understood. There are several different types of fathers in the world today. There are the fathers who coach their sons baseball games, the fathers who attend every father-daughter dance, the fathers who send letter to their children from overseas and the fathers who watch over us from heaven. Without our fathers, we would not be here today. This year we celebrated Father’s Day on June 21st. A day when we honor our fathers and all they do for us. For the past eighteen years, my father, John McLean, has always been the one to wake me up in the morning. He was the one who taught me how to ride a bike and how to drive a car. When I was a little girl he built me a play house and when I was a teenager he built me a shoe rack. He was there when I cried at every gymnastics meet and he was there when I received my high school diploma. I am the definition of daddy’s little girl, and although I make mistakes, my father is always there to make sure I learned the lessons. My father has instilled so many valuable virtues in me that I will hold on to for the rest of my life, and that is something worth celebrating every day.

Sherilyn Siatrez McLean

Mclean cool shot 2

Sherilyn and dad, John.

Father, dad, pops, papa, daddy, padre, père, vater, tatay, ama. Although there are a million different ways to translate the word, the love of a father is universally understood.

There are several different types of fathers in the world today. There are the fathers who coach their sons baseball games, the fathers who attend every father-daughter dance, the fathers who send letter to their children from overseas and the fathers who watch over us from heaven. Without our fathers, we would not be here today. This year we celebrated Father’s Day on June 21st. A day when we honor our fathers and all they do for us.

Mclean

The McLeans: Shy, John and Sherilyn.

For the past eighteen years, my father, John McLean, has always been the one to wake me up in the morning. He was the one who taught me how to ride a bike and how to drive a car. When I was a little girl he built me a play house and when I was a teenager he built me a shoe rack. He was there when I cried at every gymnastics meet and he was there when I received my high school diploma.

I am the definition of daddy’s little girl, and although I make mistakes, my father is always there to make sure I learned the lessons. My father has instilled so many valuable virtues in me that I will hold on to for the rest of my life, and that is something worth celebrating every day.

 

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One thought on “Father’s Day Thoughts from 3 Young Fil-Ams

  1. Team Update is thankful to Ingrid, Dan and Sherly for their contributions to our call for submissions to our Father’s Day article request. We sent the same requests to others, but as of press time, we got these three. Salamat po!

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