I never knew my own father. He was a commercial pilot and was killed in a plane crash when I was a baby. My mother got married again when I was 10. That day the man I had come to know as "Uncle Jock" became "Dad," and our family went from just three of us to seven. It was the best thing that ever happened. I had no doubt that my dad loved me. It was obvious when he got down on the floor and helped me pin all the drapes for my new apartment a couple of weeks before I got married. And it was obvious when he came and picked me up two weeks after the birth of my first baby so I could get some sleep while he and my mom took care of the baby between feeds. I know he knew I loved him. That was obvious when I dropped by late to wish him Father's Day that one year and he said, "I just knew you wouldn't miss Father's Day." I was very glad I didn't because he died suddenly just a few days later. He had only been "Dad" for 14 short years, but they were the important years when I really needed a dad. He taught me that being a dad has little to do with biology and a whole lot to do with love

Thank you. Me too Rebecca. One of the greatest gifts from my father was my big sister. She moved to the U.S. 12 years ago and now lives in Grayson. In fact, her son (my nephew) is the splitting image of my dad. The older he gets to the age my dad was when I first met him, the more like him Raury looks. Actually, Raury lives in Loganville and this year will be celebrating his first Father's Day. Happy first Father's Day Raury!

My daddy was not my biological father but he is the one I called Daddy...there were 4 of us kids and only my younger brother and sister were his with my mother. He was my daddy from the time I was an infant until he died when I was 46. He never showed any favoritism and was the best "Daddy" ever..I bought him a plaque once years ago that said "Any man can be a father...but it takes someone special to be a Daddy....He cried whe he saw it...loved that man that I called Daddy..loved him so much.

My parents decided I needed two sets of godparents and both my godfathers were absolutely wonderful. When I was in grad school, I had a weekend internship in Rochester, NY, where one set of my godparents lived, so I stayed with them every weekend for a semester. As soon as I walked in the door, my Uncle Donald would immediately start asking me about my dating life, making sure my college boyfriend was treating me right and dispensing advice about how a man should treat a woman. He gave me a crash course on relationships and life from the time I came in the door until I went to bed and then the lessons would start again in the morning over breakfast. The last time I talked to my Uncle Donald was Father's Day 2007. He died about 5 weeks later.

Question for future generations: If sperm banks make men redundant, would fathers have to be reinvented?

Interesting question Ajay - and I don't know the answer. It is definitely a different world to when Father's Day first came about. However, as you can see by Joyce, Vanzetta and my comments - father's don't have to be biological and truthfully, in todays world, they don't even have to be men. It's the role in one's life that's important.