The television show "My Three Sons" debuted exactly 50 years ago today. I'm now living the life of this show, humming the theme song as I go through my daily chores.
I'm just like dad in this show.
I wear a cardigan, I smoke a pipe, and I command a great deal of respect. When I tell my boys that they can't do something, they say "Aw Gee, Dad," and slink away, but at bedtime they usually come to me and thank me for the excellent advice I've given them, and the lesson they've learned from my firm guiding hand.
Yup, just like the show.
