MAN OF STEEL, STAR TREK: INTO DARKNESS, IRON MAN 3...of all the movies coming out, which one does my grand-daughter Lyddie-Lou most want to see?

That handsome devil you see up there is my pop, Clinton E. McElroy Sr. Better known as MAC McElroy...until I came along (Clinton E. McElroy Jr), at which point he became BIG Mac and I was LITTLE Mac.

He was a radio guy. In my humble opinion, the best radio guy that ever cracked a microphone. He started WIRO in Ironton, Ohio. He was the unofficial KING of the Iron City because of his involvement in the community (He named Ironton High School's "Million Dollar Marching Band"), his creativity (ask some Ironton old-timers about the Lions Club shows in the '50s) and his wit. My old man was the funniest person I ever met. Without my brothers Dave and Mark knowing it, Big Mac passed along the "family business" to us, by training us up in his profession--

--Making people happy.

He had a lot of health issues for most of my childhood so we didn't get a lot of those "tossin' the old pigskin around" moments. But that was more than compensated for by moments around the dinner table as he told jokes designed to make milk shoot out of my nose. Or sitting on the couch with my unusually large head on his shoulder while we watched TV and he explained why Red Skelton was so damned hilarious.

And when I was 10 years old, we lost him.

I've had people tell me I'm lucky because I missed out on all those awful years from about 13 years old to 31 years old when fathers and sons fight and fuss...Well, maybe, but there's not too much I wouldn't give to get Big Mac back in my life for the last 47 years.

That's 47 years of not having his somewhat skewed viewpoints on working in radio, girls, raising kids.

Sorry. Had to pause writing this for a couple of minutes. had to let a few tears out.

You see, the only time I cry over Big Mac is when it hits me, that my three boys never had a chance to know him. They would have adored him...like everybody else did.

Big Mac didn't get a chance to meet his grandsons, their wives, fiancees, he never had a chance to see them achieve amazing success and grow up to be the stellar young men they are.

It cheeses me off, to be perfectly honest with you. What does that tell you? That after almost 50 years the old man can still get a rise out of me? I still love and miss the big grinning galoot.

Recently, my bosses here at Clear Channel made me the program director of a couple of the stations in our group. One of them was WIRO.

How cool is that? 

Happy Father's Day to all of you...

...From LITTLE Mac

This is what happens when Lydia helps Cee-Cee clean out a closet...