My stepfather married my mother when I was eleven. He's been a part of our family for over thirty years now, and I call him Dad.
When I was entering my freshman year in high school, I was hit squarely in the face by a gender injustice, the first one since I'd wanted to play little league baseball. It seems that when everyone chose their electives for that year, a lot more students chose to take Industrial Arts than Home Economics. Well, the school decided since they couldn't give everyone what they'd asked for, they'd just assign the boys to I.A. and the girls to Home Ec. I was furious. I went home that day and told my parents what had happened.
The next day my dad was in the principals office. He said, "Why on earth would you put the boys in IA and the girls in Home Ec.?" The principal explained that that was the way things used to be, so they decided to just do that again to solve the over crowding issue.
dad: "If you have too many students in an English class what do you do?" "Throw out the girls?"
principal: "Well, that's not the same thing."
dad: "What's different about it?"
principal: "Boy's are more naturally inclined to IA, and girls to Home Ec."
dad: "Oh really. My daughter shingled the entire roof of our house last summer, by herself, cedar shakes on a gambrel roof! Show me one boy more qualified to take that class."
After dad's visit, they changed the resolution. Now every student had to take half a year of each class. Go dad!
Recently he said something else that made me really proud. He said his receptionist had advertised for a roommate because the price of heating oil was killing her.
Suzanne: I found a roommate!
dad: that's great, how much are you getting?
Suzanne: I'm getting $525.00
dad: Do you think that's enough?
Suzanne: Oh yeah, it's fine. I might have a problem though?
dad: What's that?
Suzanne: I think she's gay.
dad: Well.. Are you gay?
dad: Then you've got nothing to worry about.
That's my dad. He rocks!