Father’s Day Memories
by Peter Caligiuri
Published on June 16, 2024

Father’s Day Memories

    Dad never had the chance to take me fishing or hunting. We never went to the beach together to make sand castles and he never taught me how to ride a bike. In fact I remember seeing my father only twice before my fifteenth birthday. So when we met face to face outside the courtroom where a judge decided our future, I didn’t even know who he was.

    But what began that day as an experiment, ended as the deepest friendship of our lives. It wasn’t an easy road to rebuild. We couldn’t go back and form the kind of relationship that flows from just being together. Yet step by step we learned. I learned how to be his son and he learned what being a dad to a difficult teen-ager would cost him! Just six years later he was there for my wedding and the following year came to hold his first grandson. We shared picnics and church pews together as our own boys grew older. He came for every holiday, or we went to share it with him and my step-mom. All the memories we never had together He shared with our two sons. He became a wonderful grandfather and then great-grandfather. On the day Dad breathed his last breath on earth and his first in heaven, we were together. It has been four years since I could no longer pick up the phone and say happy Father’s Day Dad! But in heaven, at the throne of the Father of lights, I know my Dad has found a place of grace and mercy. He is seated with the Father who has never abandoned or forsaken His children. He is seeing the plans formed from eternity being worked out for all of our good. Until the day I join Him  at the side of Jesus I will always be thankful for the chance I was given to spend a lifetime learning who my father was. Happy Father’s Day to you Dad and Happy Father’s day to all my fellow dads who are trying to learn how to be the father that heaven planned.

Every good and perfect gift is from above coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows         James 1:17


Peter Caligiuri has been writing poetry since he was a teen-ager. Some of his short poems and devotionals have appeared in various periodicals such Secret Place, Breakthrough Intercessor and The Upper Room. Peter holds a Bachelor of Science in Secondary Education/English from Western Connecticut State College as well as having attended Elim Bible College. https://christiandevotions.us/viewauthor/430

Photo by Kalen Emsley on Unsplash


    • Robert Arthur Marzullo

      Peter: my Dad was Lawrence. When I was young, one of my favorite memories of my Dad is that he would come to me, whether it was where we lived in Jersey CITY or San Bernardino California, and say “Hey Rob, let’s go do some shopping. And we wouldn’t go to supermarkets, it was to go to OPEN AIR markets, where we would go to each stand and he would look at and choose the BEST and FRESHEST items fresh from the family fields.

      Then, in the Fall of 1970, I entered a Catholic religious community in Oakland California. He contacted me and told me he was going to come visit with me after Christmas.

      I had another member of my community drive me (I didn’t have my license yet) and he SHOCKED me (a GOOD SURPRISE): unbeknownst to me, he brought my younger brother PAUL (now 66).

      Precious memories of him.


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