My favorite memory of Father's Day was the year we all gave him an ugly tie when we were young my
father was so sweet about it too ~ because we all wanted him to where "our" tie to church that Sunday so what he did (so funny) he put all of the ties in his pocket and would change them all (they were all clip on too by the way) and as we all took turns sitting by him he would take out "our" tie and clip it on. And.... poor man he would receive each year a bottle of english leather cologne ... He later admitted he didn't care for it but not to disappoint us he would slowly pour out each bottle when we were sleeping so we would think he was using it. I guess by doing that we all thought he really liked it hahahahah