We were still teenagers when my pregnant girlfriend’s water broke. It was almost noon and we were both excited, nervous, and a little panicked. I was especially concerned because even though we lived only ten minutes away from the hospital, we couldn’t afford to take a cab to get there. Instead, we jumped on the bus and endured the looks of judgement from strangers. Even on the day my daughter was born, I felt like a failure.
If I had my way, this Father’s Day would be a call to action for more men to be involved in their children’s lives.