@Brisketexan started a thread about the passing of his father and it has started a lot of us that have also lost our fathers to look back fondly on lessons learned and experiences with them. @dcbc suggested that we start a thread for those memories, so here it is. Let's hear them.
I'll start. My Dad was a farm kid that joined the Navy in 1944, served on the USS Wisconsin at Okinawa, saw the world and didn't want to go back to the farm. He eventually went to work for the USPS, working his way up to an office job in Schemes and Routing. It was his job to figure out how to get mail trucks to and from the sectional centers around Wichita and keep it all flowing. He also had to determine which carriers were given airmail routes that originated in Wichita. Enough background for now.
1973, I was a newlywed and my wife and I decided to fly to St Louis to visit my brother. We bought tickets from TWA and excitedly arrived at the airport, She had never flown before. We went to the counter and the ticket agent noticed the last name and asked if Old Man Shoxthemonkey was any relation to me. I said he was my father and we were promptly upgraded to first class. We took the trip, first class going and coming home, and thought, wow, what a trip! We stopped at the folks on the way home from the airport and recounted the story. My Dad flipped out, he was horrified. The next day he reported the incident to his superior and received a reprimand for it. I'm not sure it would have ever been known otherwise but it was a valuable lesson for me to do the right thing, even if it might have been possible to ignore it.
I have a lot of funny memories too.