Sorry to be maudlin, but this is a tough holiday for two groups of people: those who had a wonderful father (which sounds like it includes you, olbriar) who is no longer here, and those who had horrible fathers and the holiday serves only to remind them of pain and awful events.
It’s quite different from Mother’s Day, since there seem to be far fewer bad moms, for which we can be grateful. (Sometimes the worst you might say about a mom is that she loves too much.)
All of that to say…if you were blessed to have a good father, and he’s still around, do something special for him. No, not an extravagant gift, but spend a few minutes reflecting on some of the great things you remember, and then write him a note about them. And tell him you love him. And ask him what things he remembers. That’ll mean a lot more to him than another tie.
And if you had a bad father, wow, do you have my sympathies. I can’t imagine what that was like, but it must have made growing up that much harder. I hope you had other men in your life that helped you where your own dad was deficient. (If you did, give them a call and let them know.)
And if you had that great father who’s no longer here, reflect on his best traits and call someone else who knew him: a sibling, an uncle or aunt, your mom, etc. and talk about him. That will warm your heart and help fill that hole he left.
Happy Father’s Day!