Twenty three years ago I was called to tow a car from Sonic to the shop I worked in. It was driven by a woman who had found herself suddenly single with three boys, and pregnant again. Over the next few months the car was fixed, she gave birth to a baby boy, and I began hanging around her family. They were fun people and her grandmother, "Granny" started treating me like a grandson.
Eventually, I asked Deona Rae Hand out on a date for her birthday. We had a good time and started dating, got engaged, and then married. I accepted her four sons and her ex-stepdaughter as my children. As I write this we have an eight year old granddaughter and another granddaughter and a grandson on the way. The thought of having three grandchildren is making me feel old but that's ok.
I'm a Papa and every Father's Day is better than the last.