Father’s Day Is Coming So PLATF9RM Members Told Us How Their Dads Inspired Them (Warning: Contains Cute Pictures)

You know who’s great? Dads. We think they’re so rad that we’ve asked five PLATF9RM members to write about how their Pop inspired them. It’s Father’s Day this weekend so get on the phone and tell yours why he is, quite literally, the man.


Kerri Lush

Earlier this year, my Dad was falsely diagnosed with lung cancer and given 3 months to live. I'm not sure what most folk would do with such a diagnosis, but he remained calm and maintained his composure. He carried on going to work, learning and improving, all whilst bearing the burdens of life, almost in opposition to his adversity. Whilst his loved ones prepared for the worst, my father set about putting his life in order far sooner than he had planned.

For several weeks, my Dad walked the line between order and chaos. It felt like he had been to the abyss and (thankfully) survived to tell the tale. His bravery in the face of an unexpected death sentence was incredibly inspiring. I hope that I will be ready to face my own mortality as bravely and courageously as he has when the time comes.

 

Kerry Lockwood - PLATF9RM Location Manager

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Growing up people always remarked on how much I resembled my Mum, especially those who had known her as a child. We’re alarmingly similar. However it’s in more recent years that I have attributed more and more of myself to my Dad (not just my forehead!).

My Dad is naturally introverted, one of life’s great observers, and maybe because of this his quick wit and cheekiness are all the more enjoyable. I think men of my Dads generation had no option but to be grafters, and I know that my work ethic derives from his influence ~ report cards from school were always judged on my effort over my grades.

My Dad was predominately raised by women, and perhaps as such has always been an empathetic and kind presence. Though his teasing (particular of my teenage dress sense) has always been relentless, my dads belief in me is boundless, and though he’s not a verbally loving man, he shows it to no end in his actions and small, considered gestures. In a family of non-stop talkers, I love my Dad the listener, sat taking it all in.

 

David Hillier - David Hillier Writes

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My brother once told me that my twenties were a “gap decade”. For this period of extended post-pubescence my Dad (ably supported by my Mum) gave me constant encouragement as I strolled through a number of questionable career and life choices. Bear in mind my Dad is a man who ran his own business for over 40 years, considered 12 hour days normal, and for whom a day off involved carting me to football on a fuming February Sunday afternoon to watch my team get habitually thrashed 8-0 before I sulked all the way home.

As I rounded the corner into my 30s I finally got a grip and managed to carve out a career doing the one thing I’d always wanted to do. I feel so blessed to do a job I love and, weirdly, I’ve become a workaholic with a drive to succeed that still surprises me. I wonder who inspired that…

 

Myles Lucas - Myles Lucas Studio

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My dad is probably the most driven person I know. He has raced competitively for the same running club since he was 25, been running for Team GB veterans since he was 40, and has a world record for the men's over 45s at 4x400m relay. He is now close to 70 and still going. He is always focused on getting faster and fitter, which usually involves going training about 4 or 5 times a week. He managed to keep this up the whole time he was a deputy headteacher, until he retired five years ago. I’ve always felt that if I’m able to be 50% as focused on my hobbies and career as he has been, I’ll be on a good path for the future...

 

Tess Agnew - The FitBits

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My Dad is my hero. Strong, caring and the hardest worker I know. As well as teaching me the value of money, how to work hard and be nice to people, he gave me the greatest gift in life and taught me how to ride a bike. This has led me to so many new and exciting adventures; not just for play but for work too. He let me be who I wanted to be growing up, and encouraged me to follow my heart and not my head. To do what makes me happy. He’s the only person I listen to when I really need advice, and even though we don’t see each other much, when I need him, he’s right there. My Dad’s mega.

 

Matt Miller - PLATF9RM Front of House


Since I was a little fella,

There was this crazy old bloke,

He was a fire place seller,

That dealt with old women and unidentified smoke.


From day one he was a wonder,

A mere sight to behold,

Kept me safe from thunder,

Kept me warm when I was cold.


People say we look the same,

I share his looks and overly feminine persona,

Luckily the belly never came (not yet),

And with him as my best mate, I’m never a loner.


But that’s enough of the soppy,

These days he prefers humour,

His dad jokes he claims I copy,

But that’s just a vicious rumour.


However, I leave you with this…


What is the difference,

Between a blind archer and a constipated owl,

One can shoot but not hit,

The other can hoot but not sh**.


I’ll leave you to decide the creator.

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