Father’s Day is the day that I give myself permission to do what I want. I know, I know I should value my time and put myself first, but that just doesn’t happen. But on Father’s Day, it’s for me. I don’t even want much. A couple of hugs, a cup of coffee, a shopping spree at Canadian Tire and Marks, and all the books I could ever read. Ok, I’m getting ahead of myself. Oooh, and an ice cream. However, for those wanting to treat the Dad (coach, teacher,  ...