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My dad Bill Clark is really the godliest man I have ever known.

When I think of my dad, I think of his character and integrity that when no one's looking, he was there trying to do the right thing.

There's an amazing opportunity that every father has to be a representation of a heavenly father in a human form.

And when you do that, not only will you be blessed, but your kids will be blessed.

You know, every dad makes a lasting impression on his children and incredible imprint that's never forgotten.

This is Focus on the Family with your host, Focus President and Dr. Jim Daly. I'm John Fuller and today we're going to help you see that many dads are getting it right these days.

They are John and since Father's Day is this Sunday, we wanted to honor the contribution dads are making by sharing some treasured memories from some of our past guests on the program.

And many of you know I didn't have a great dad in my life. He was out of my life pretty early, but there are still good things that you can remember, even if you had that kind of tough experience.

We asked a number of authors and speakers to answer a simple question, what impact did your dad have in your life?

And there are answers I think are reflective of that impact a dad can have and we've got more than a dozen great stories for you today.

We're going to begin with Johnny Eric Santata as she reflects about her father relating to her diving accident and being in a wheelchair as she was a young adult.

Not long ago my husband Ken was cleaning out our garage and he came to the kitchen door holding up a pair of old Canadian crutches and he said, Johnny, do you want to dump these?

Well, I stared at those dusty crutches and my throat tightened and I said to my husband, those are daddies.

The aluminum was scraped, the rubber tips were scuffed, but those crutches suddenly brought into focus a flood of memories.

All through my daddies 70s and 80s, he would hobble around on crutches due to arthritis.

He had to use them to shove around chairs, boxes, he even used a crutch to ring a doorbell.

And on a good day he could hit a ball tossed to him by a grand kid.

Around the farm we could always tell when daddy was off on a horseback ride because there his crutches would be leaning against the hitching post.

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