Back then divorce was a "hush hush" subject. You just didn't speak about it or ask any questions. Eventually my Mom said that Dad moved out of our Bronx apartment because it was too small and they wanted us to have our own room. As a nine year old...I bought that line/logic/excuse...hook, line and sinker!
As I grew older, and even to this day, I would love to know what actually drove them apart...but, at this stage in my life, I know I never will.
So on this Father's day, I do think about the past, but I'm focused on the present and the future! I'm blessed with two wonderful/awesome daughters (and their spouses) and an "over the top" grandson who calls me "Dude"!
And...I'm happy! With that said...Happy Father's Day!