“The Future Should Be Ours!”


Dear Friend,

I was having a hard time getting it together to write a campaign email for
Father’s Day, but after consuming a whole bag of Fry’s Veggie Chips, I
find I have the strength to carry on.

When I was eleven years old, I made the Little League All-Star team in
Vestal, New York, which is just west of Binghamton, along the Pennsylvania
border. The day of our first game came, which was going to take place in
Oswego, over near Elmira.

Just before the game was about to start, I was told I couldn’t play
because I did not have a birth certificate to prove my age. I cried for
the rest of the day.

Later that summer, I traveled to Detroit, the city of my birth, to visit
my grand-parents on my mom’s side. My Grandma took me to the Wayne County
Vital Statistics office where she obtained for me a wallet sized birth
certificate. Before we left, my Grandma Steininger gave the clerk a piece
of her mind because the service had taken so long.

Then the next summer when I was twelve and made the all-star team again,
my dad did a wonderful thing. He drove down some 200 miles to Little
League National Headquarters in Williamsport, Pennsylvania to make sure
that my birth certificate got official approval by the authorities there.
He succeeded with that mission, drove back the same 200 miles to Vestal
and I was able to play in the all-star games that year.

My dad, Walter Blake Williamson, Jr., was a great American who was an
electrical engineer with General Electric. He had served in the Army
Signal Corps in World War II and had then gone to the University of
Michigan on the GI Bill. He transferred to Phoenix’s Deer Valley Computer
Division in 1965 because he no longer wanted to work in the Defense
Division in Johnson City, New York. Honeywell bought out the Computer
Division and Dad worked for them until he retired in 1985, a career
spanning about 35 years. He loved his family and with my mom raised three
children. He passed away in 1995 from complications from Parkinson’s

The Future Should Be Ours when we remember our fathers and the good things
they did for us. Taking time to remember is important so that we can have
a healthy perspective on the future before us. We can believe in ourselves
to solve the problems of the present recalling how our parents and their
generation overcame obstacles in the past. My parents as children survived
the Great Depression and faced the future with positive attitudes about
what they could accomplish. Indeed, my mom, who will be 92 next month,
still does.

My dad drove to Williamsport for me so that I, as a 12-year-old, could
play on the Little League all-star team. Thanks, Dad, wherever you are
right now. I love you.

Thank you for your time, and Happy Father’s Day!


W. John Williamson

Scottsdale, Arizona

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