When I picked up the phone on Sunday to call my father to wish him a happy Father's Day, I dialed his cell phone number.
Even as he nears his 76th birthday, you will never, ever catch my dad tethered to the landline in the house. If I waited until he was home to answer the phone, I'd never talk to him at all.
As it happens, most of our great conversations have been while he's on the road, headed somewhere, for something, related to cattle.
That's the way he's always been - doing too much, running too hard, caring, sometimes, too deeply.
I'm a lot like my dad.
Every Father's Day, I rejoice in the dad I got. He made every one of his seven children feel special, and unique, and above all, deeply loved. His 16 grandchildren and four great-grandchildren are the recipients of that same boundless love and support. He takes such pride in our accomplishments, big and small. He brags us up so much. I'm often met by friends of my father with the line, "Your dad was telling me about..." some milestone dad had shared. While it can be a bit embarrassing, it just reinforces his love and pride. At my age, I know I'm blessed to have a father who's so active and energetic and, above all, with us. I treasure every day.
His children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, are his greatest treasure. He makes that obvious to us, and to everyone else. That's a pretty great thing to give to your children, the knowledge that you are so valued.
Like him, my overbooked schedule often leaves me running behind, which is why this column comes after, not before the big day.
I know he understands.
Rory McIlroy's father must be proud.
After the heartbreak of that April Sunday in Augusta, young McIlroy showed his mettle this week, leading from wire to wire to win the US Open.
His response to imploding and dropping a six shot lead at the Masters was so adult, so calm, so classy. He never got angry, never hid from the press, never made excuses.
He simply came back out, the next Major he got, and wiped the memory of that away.
Someone taught him that. Someone helped to form that strong moral core.
He made it clear who late Sunday afternoon, as he came off the 18th green. Wrapping his arms around his father in a big hug, he was heard to say "Happy Father's Day. This one's for you."