While it is not unusual for me to forget to send a card, and as far as I can remember, I have never purchased a tie for you, I DO want to make note of the occasion of Father's Day.
Whether "hands-on" parenting was part of your repitoire when I was growing up or not, I definitely remember you BEING there for me. I am lousy at remembering any particular moment of my childhood where you were actively involved, but there has never been a moment where you weren't around either. What I remeber most is that you were (and are) PRESENT in my life.
I remember at M&Y, when the video of Bucky played & he spoke of "loving comprehensibly," totally understanding what he meant. Always in my life I have comprehended your love. Always I have understood that WHO I AM is okay.
About ten years ago, when I studied with a metaphysical teacher, I remember having a vivid understanding of the gift you are to the world. The work that you and mom do is clearly your part of Tikkun Olam. I remember being awed by the generosity of your spirit.
Even though you present yourself as sardonic and irreverent, you get the bigger picture. Being one of the two people in the world who get to call you "dad" (every day) is one of my greatest joys.
I love you. Happy Father's Day. (and no, I didn't get it together to send you a card)
P.S. Enjoy the GAME.