Old Memories: If He Were Alive, Today Would Have Been my Dad's Birthday!

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August was always considered the "Birthday Month" in my family, and the festivities were always kicked off with my Dad's birthday on August 6th.

Now, my dad actually passed away shortly after my own 18th birthday (also in August) so my memories of his birthday and what we used to do were formed while I was basically a child.


It seemed like my dad was always working, but his birthday... usually extended to include a weekend on the front or back end... was one of the few days he'd actually take off work.

And if his birthday was on a Friday or Monday, I was even given a formal "excuse" to not go to school!

Since his birthday was during the summer, we were usually home in Denmark rather then somewhere else, and the usual tradition was that we would head to my auntie's summerhouse (which I have talked about many times) for a few days.

The summerhouse, circa 2010

As was true of most things involving my extended family, most celebrations and holidays revolved around food. And birthdays were your chance to eat exactly what you wanted, and get it served up without protest!

In the case of my dad, the food was always a spectacular lobster dinner, followed by a very specific and delicious cake my auntie would make... it actually took a couple of days to prepare.

Of course, since we were often dealing with a three-day weekend, there was basically a lot more (food) to the weekend than just that one dinner!


The festivities would start off on the first morning with a trip to the local fishing port — about six miles away — to pick up the lobsters for dinner, as well as a cornucopia of smoked fish for the several lunches we would enjoy.

After lunch followed one of my favorite bits: A trip to the nearby forest to gather chanterelle mushrooms. It was actually from these trips that I learned much of what I know about gathering and gleaning from nature; typically, we'd also find wild strawberries and raspberries on our outings.

What was nice was that my dad — typically a rather tense and intense man — would actually relax thoroughly and "slow down." And somehow, he became kinder and had more patience on these days.


The birthday dinner was usually a 2-3 hour affair. Even as a kid, I didn't mind, at all... and would enjoy the opportunity to just sit and eat for several hours straight, much like the adults were doing. We'd usually sit down around 6:30 and not leave the table till nearly 9:00.

It was rarely a big party; usually just a fairly small circle of direct family... my aunts and uncles, and that was about it.

This being the high north in the summer, it would still be light outside when we finished... and if it was a nice day (which it nearly always was) we'd all be outside for another hour or so.

That was another benefit of my dad's birthday weekends — no early bedtimes for me!


As I said, we usually spent a three-day weekend at the summerhouse, which meant more delicious lunches and dinners and being able to lay about and do pretty much nothing at all!

Although I had a somewhat tumultuous childhood, my dad's birthday weekends were among the most peaceful times I remember. And I have much gratitude for those memories!

My dad died on September 28th, 1978. He was only 60 years old. This August 6th, he would have been 104 years old, had he been alive.

Thanks for reading, and have a great weekend!

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What wonderful memories for you and wonderful times for your dad. I love that you could see him relax into the joy of the birthday time.

I loved this one :)

It sounds amazing... your party and the food. Ah... the food!

The photos are really gorgeous and capture the nostalgia of the piece beautifully.

It's a great tribute to your dad. Happy birthday to him, wherever he may be <3

Wonderful piece about your dad. For you to still remember his birthday says a lot about your father.
To have passed at the age of 60, when you were only 18 had to be very tough.
If still alive my dad would have turned 102 this past November. There was something about that generation that many seemed to share, they had a hard time relaxing, always on the go.
He lived to the age of 82 and only sat around the last 10 years or so when his knees finally became an issue.

What a lovely summer house, and what lovely memories of food and relaxation! Thanks for sharing that. I always think about my parents on their birthdays. My father was born in 1909 and my mother was born in 1913. We didn't have elaborate birthday celebrations, just a special dinner at home and a birthday cake and ice cream. We kids had the same for our birthdays. Sometimes we had one friend over for the meal, too. And presents, of course!