Publisher's Synopsis
Looking me straight in the eyes this handsome young lad says,"All my friends at daycare have Dad's. Can you be my Dad? Can I call you 'Dad'?""Bud, I would be honoured to be your Dad. You call me whatever you are comfortable with" was the only reply I could give.And then I cried. For I knew at that moment I just made a small heart beat happily and I had committed myself to a lifelong obligation to nurture and raise a son.My boy had something I never knew existed as a child, a Mom and a Dad.Thirty-two years later I am still referred to as "Pops" by my Number One Son.All these years later I still well up with tears when I reminisce of that beautiful day.I was changed for ever for I had no knowledge or guidelines as to what a father really was, yet there I was being a 'Dad'.
