“Take me out to the ballgame!”

My passion for baseball came from my dad; and my fondest memory of my father involves the Blue Jays…

It was the first time my dad took me to a Jays game. Weak in the legs from anticipation, and at a young age I approached the railing where you can view the entire field, and it looks like your above this huge triangle – looking down – I saw the brightest green of my life. I was awe-stricken. It was almost as though the green was so bright that it was reflecting the stadium lights back up at me. I couldn’t stop staring, and when my dad had begun to walk away towards our seats I lagged behind unable to take my eyes off the luminescent bright green, white outlining, and bases. The field has never looked as green as it did that day, which I always find strange. The tradition was that we would try to attend at least one game a year, but that changed once I became old enough to go to the games alone with friends – usually the girls from my rep baseball team – and once I was the legal drinking age.

I have committed myself to making my dad homemade cards – well basically family and friends only ever get homemade – and this year I found the perfect quote:

“A new father quickly learns that his child invariably comes to the bathroom at precisely…

the times when he’s in there, as if he needs company. The only way for this father to be certain of bathroom privacy is to shave at the gas station”. – Bill Cosby

First of all I love Bill Cosby, and think he is hilarious! So this quote wasn’t just funny, but began to take on a sentimental value in more than one way once I realized Cosby said this. My dad NEVER locks the bathroom door, and i’m not sure why, but everyone in the Holmes household has accidentally opened – and shut the door as fast as their hands can while my dad’s been in there… does this even happen to anyone else?

As if this card wasn’t wonderful enough – because it was so relatable, and made my dad laughed out loud – I bought my dad the most useful gift. A golf club cover! Not just any cover… no-no that wouldn’t be as epic as this, but one that is in the shape of a moose head. What more says you are Canadian then being out on the golf course with your buddies, vendors, or family then a moose head!? Not much else..

Michael Holmes’ father’s day festivities consisted of (1) yard work – without me, and for once not asking or yelling at me to help, which was a welcome change, (2) his lovely daughter making him an omelette for breakfast – not on purpose, but as I was making it I thought I’d ask if he would like some, and success he did – (3) receiving a moose head, and (4) heading over to my Zia Connie’s for a BBQ dinner with the other 14 members of our family! The sun was shining, the food was delicious, the wine peaches were sweet yet tangy, and the company was entertaining as we usually are.

So thanks dad for:

–  Letting me go away for University (even though it took my tears to finally convince you it was the right choice…)
– Teaching me the difference between a need and a want.. when spending large amounts of money this still haunts me.
– Taking me to see the Jays.
– Buying my first laptop (even though it wasn’t a mac – it came in handy and lasted five years).
– Taking me to see ‘Ghost Stories’, Las Vegas (shows, drinks, and all).
– Being a mentor, and being successful even though you came from nothing.
– Letting me use the car – paying for me to use the 407 – letting me use your GPS (even though it is 50% wrong) – and giving me solid directions.
– Making our classic KD and sandwich lunches.
– Driving to Ottawa to move me into res – out of residence – into 115 Powell – out of 115 Powell – into our Thornhill home – and soon enough making the drive back to Ottawa so I can move in with Rick and Cammie… sorry!
– Asking me if i wanted to go to yoga with you even when I really don’t want to!
– Apologizing every-time you make me cry, and are mean…

I know I do not say it enough, but I love you a lot. I have to admit it gets hard living with you after having been gone for four years in Ottawa. I know “you never ask me to do anything” so I should suck it up and help you with maintaining the yard… and I can’t forget everything you’ve done – will do – for me.


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3 Responses to “Take me out to the ballgame!”

  1. Nous et Vous says:

    Your cards are always so cute and colourful!

    This post made my heart melt….and made me feel like I should probably thank my dad for everything he’s done for me 🙂 HAPPY FATHER’S DAY MR. HOLMES!!

    – Tina

  2. Cammie says:

    So sweet Daniela! Love the card especially 🙂
    Dads always have the greatest advice though. They try to be quite manly and unaffected emotionally sometimes, but then they whip out these one-liners that always make you think. At least I feel like every Dad does that!
    Happy belated Father’s Day!

    • Dee says:

      Even when my dad has no comment – I talk to him until he has one – because I really appreciate, and need to know what he’s thinking when it comes to my life decisions. Plus he seems wise lol

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