If you watch sitcoms, Dad's are the butt of all jokes. There's no more Andy Griffith homespun wisdom or Ward Cleaver wry observations. Instead the media portrays Dads as across from a clown and a bum, and that's wrong. My own Dad worked literally until the day he died at age 75. He worried that much about our Mom and us having things better than he did. My own husband has worked since he was 15. Even when he traveled every week, he was here for birthdays, anniversaries, and coached soccer and baseball teams. He went to every Daddy-Daughter dance and was crushed when my daughter didn't want to go anymore. My son, a young single Dad, lived at home long after he could have left to pay for his son's needs first. He now shares parenting with his ex and he along with our grandson's Mom and step-Dad attend every event and make every decision as a team. My son has worked multiple jobs to provide for his son. In a time when deadbeat Dads are the norm, shouldn't the media celebrate REAL DADS?