Today's new fathers really have their priorities set according to a new study published by the Boston College Center for Work and Family. Just in time for Father's Day, researchers focused on 33 first-time dads to understand their approach to the age old juggling act of career and family. The verdict is that today's new father is more determined than ever to be hands-on, sometimes at the expense of a fast track career. Of course with more dual-career households women are not defaulting to the traditional prime caretaker role as they once did, but as the research points out, men are picking up the slack and that "traditional roles" of fatherhood no longer exist. Researcher Brad Harrington says "young people and especially new fathers are redefining what it means to be successful and happy." Those around them are noticing too. The study, The New Dad: Exploring Fatherhood within a career Context, also points out fathers today are finding increased respect and responsibilities on the job just for being a new father.
My own children are now in their twenties. The first thing I always say to expectant and new pops is this: being a dad is and always will be the best job I ever have. My generation of fathers likes to think that we have been more involved in our children's lives than the generation that preceeded us. If in fact today's new fathers are taking parenting to a new level, as this study suggests, I hope it means somebody raised them right.
We've got a lot of news on the broadcast tonight. We will let you hear a lot of what BP CEO Tony Hayward had to say on the hot seat before a Congressional committee today. Also, we'll meet the young star of the American soccer team who is giving it his all in the World Cup.
I hope you will join us for tonight's edition of NBC Nightly News.


A shakedown? This conservative must be reading the Mafia novel, The Godfather. It's more more like
fleecing of America. by BP.
See you Friday, Lester, hopefully.
Phyllis
I don't claim to think BP had done everything right or really anything, however after watching the questioning today at congress I am confused as to why congress was this demanding, offended, and unsatisfied with the answers the BIG BANKS that caused the huge recession and fall of the stock market. How come they did not require them to put 20 Billion dollars each into a fund to help compensate everyone who lost retirement money, savings, jobs, etc. If congress and the President had more guts to approach all those companies we would all be a little better off.
hola, lester, my father passed in 2007 and my mom just a few months later. it was colon cancer that went everywhere. he had several successsful surgeries but in the end he got a tumor growth that wound it's way around one of his ribs and his vital organs. no way to get it out. it grew to the size of a small soccer ball in his back and he shrunk in size to almost nothing. he looked like a starving vietnamese villager when he left us, we do have asian in our bloodline, i have the mongolian spot on my back as does my oldest son. i did a good bit of caregiving for my father, including driving him to tucson for the infusions every other week until i just couldn't do it anymore. and i made meals for my parents and ran errands and kept the house clean after his surgeries. i remember the first time i had him come over to help me pick peaches. i had him bring over two VERY LARGE stainless steel bowls and the ladder. he couldn't believe the peach trees when he got here, his jaw dropped and he looked at them and said, 'these are your trees? (two elbertas i planted way too close together), this is beautiful . . . .' he had two peach trees at home that grew up around the roses that i planted during one bad manic, one was a white 'john f. kennedy' rose. i fertilize mine with those great fruit tree fertilizer sticks and water them religiously. dad was a man of few words. it was a great compliment. i always planted the tomatoes for them. 3-6 packs so that they had lots of tomatoes for homemade salsa and hot sauce and just to eat fresh. he was one of the chefs at the gadsden hotel in douglas in it's glory days, back when patton and roosevelt would visit the border. when it closed he had a few jobs before he got hired at ft. huachuca and did the daily commute. we finally moved to sierra vista. he started out in the mess halls and when those closed, he moved to raymond w. bliss hospital when it was still a full hospital. i remember the time the army jeep had to come get him for his late night shift because s.v. doesn't have snow removal equipment and we had had a good snow. he was buried with military honors, 'taps' and the folding of the flag. the ritual did my heart good. he was my bank when i bought my little trailer for $13,000 back in 1998, thank God. and when i cracked my lower back in the backyard, lifting a concrete block underneath the juniper tree when i was already too tired, he ran my errands for me, even with his cancer. when my energy really sank and i couldn't go out, anymore, i would do a pot roast for them with gravy and he would come over and pick it up. it was a very symbiotic relationship, egads. they're gone, but they're not really gone. when he passed, i would hear his voice talking to me in my head, telling me to quit doing exactly what i was over-doing at the moment, telling me it could wait until tomorrow. it was uncanny. maybe it was wishful thinking on my part, but it worked, it got me over the hump of his departure. we still have the house, we're fixing it up, new floor tile, new bathrooms, we're keeping it, none of us girls can bear to think of selling it for now. it is a comfort to go and hang out at the house when my sister comes down to work on it and she picks up my other sister's girls to spend the night. when i can, i make dinner for us. my upbringing sure helped make me strong for being disabled later in life. my dad did as much as he could for as long as he could. have a great father's day, lester, you and all of the fathers at nightly news, best, anna martina
hola, lester, my father passed in 2007 and my mom just a few months later. it was colon cancer that went everywhere. he had several successsful surgeries but in the end he got a tumor growth that wound it's way around one of his ribs and his vital organs. no way to get it out. it grew to the size of a small soccer ball in his back and he shrunk in size to almost nothing. he looked like a starving vietnamese villager when he left us, we do have asian in our bloodline, i have the mongolian spot on my back as does my oldest son. i did a good bit of caregiving for my father, including driving him to tucson for the infusions every other week until i just couldn't do it anymore. and i made meals for my parents and ran errands and kept the house clean after his surgeries. i remember the first time i had him come over to help me pick peaches. i had him bring over two VERY LARGE stainless steel bowls and the ladder. he couldn't believe the peach trees when he got here, his jaw dropped and he looked at them and said, 'these are your trees? (two elbertas i planted way too close together), this is beautiful . . . .' he had two peach trees at home that grew up around the roses that i planted during one bad manic, one was a white 'john f. kennedy' rose. i fertilize mine with those great fruit tree fertilizer sticks and water them religiously. dad was a man of few words. it was a great compliment. i always planted the tomatoes for them. 3-6 packs so that they had lots of tomatoes for homemade salsa and hot sauce and just to eat fresh. he was one of the chefs at the gadsden hotel in douglas in it's glory days, back when patton and roosevelt would visit the border. when it closed he had a few jobs before he got hired at ft. huachuca and did the daily commute. we finally moved to sierra vista. he started out in the mess halls and when those closed, he moved to raymond w. bliss hospital when it was still a full hospital. i remember the time the army jeep had to come get him for his late night shift because s.v. doesn't have snow removal equipment and we had had a good snow. he was buried with military honors, 'taps' and the folding of the flag. the ritual did my heart good. he was my bank when i bought my little trailer for $13,000 back in 1998, thank God. and when i cracked my lower back in the backyard, lifting a concrete block underneath the juniper tree when i was already too tired, he ran my errands for me, even with his cancer. when my energy really sank and i couldn't go out, anymore, i would do a pot roast for them with gravy and he would come over and pick it up. it was a very symbiotic relationship, egads. they're gone, but they're not really gone. when he passed, i would hear his voice talking to me in my head, telling me to quit doing exactly what i was over-doing at the moment, telling me it could wait until tomorrow. it was uncanny. maybe it was wishful thinking on my part, but it worked, it got me over the hump of his departure. we still have the house, we're fixing it up, new floor tile, new bathrooms, we're keeping it, none of us girls can bear to think of selling it for now. it is a comfort to go and hang out at the house when my sister comes down to work on it and she picks up my other sister's girls to spend the night. when i can, i make dinner for us. my upbringing sure helped make me strong for being disabled later in life. my dad did as much as he could for as long as he could. have a great father's day, lester, you and all of the fathers at nightly news, best, anna martina
They didn't burn it near the well, they wouldn't let ships in to suck it up and now they stooped the barges in Louisiana from sucking up the crude. If they were trying to make the oil hit shore faster what would they have done differently?
BTW what sense does it make to pass cap and tax when a company like BP was a big time lobbyist in favor of it? They trying to reward BP for a job well done? bahahahahaha it's a mad mad mad world.
Good Evening Mr.Holt, A fine broadcast this evening. Very Nice Post about Fathers. Dads do have an very active role in their children's lives. Being A Father and Mother is the Best Job!
Now on to the broadcast.
The hearings before Congress for the CEO of BP Tony Hayward certanly brought tense interaction between the Congressmen and Mr.Hayward. All of the comments made by the Congressmen described exactly how Mr. Hayward was answering the questions. Resenting his answers which were an avoidance of giving any straight answers. It was not good enough to hear him say he was sorry because the people directly affected by the oil spill expected more from him.
A tragic situation on the Gulf region and it appears the people of the region are trying to come up with their own ways to clean up all the huge amounts of oil.
The reports by Anne Thompson and Mr.Mott showed how the residents and different groups are working with local officials to clean up their region. A hard and long fight.
Nice piece by Ian Williams about the US Soccer player Tim Howard (I believe) who overcame his injury during a game and has become a true hero of the World Cup.
Thank You for the broadcast Mr.Holt. Peace to You and to All!
Lots of Love to All the "regulars"
Stay Extra, Extra Safe and Well Richard!
Take Extra Good Care Richard and Crew!
XOXO
Lisa
PS Lester,
Yes, it is a terrfic post about Fathers. In fact my husband and daughter are at a ballgame,
the Bats, this evening with Kyle, our grandson who is like a son to me. I adore him. I am
thankful for the job at GE, but being a stay-at-home Mom is the best job I ever had. My
mother-in-law, now deceased , raised my husband right.
Have a nice evening, Lester!!!
Phyllis
"Stupid is as Stupid does." - Forrest Gump.
(Joe Barton, are you listening?!)
A great post Lester, with Father's Day just reaching around the corner. Thanks for taking the time to share it.
It's been a little bit busy around here lately, so I haven't commented to the blog in a few, but haven't missed a beat on Nightly. Something I've been meaning to say for the past couple days: Congratulations to NBC Nightly News on the Edward R. Murrow Awards! I have to say, as a loyal veteran viewer of Nightly, every one is well-deserved. It must be such a great honor. I hope you all celebrated!
Great having you fill in for Brian this week, Lester. And great reports throughout the week--including yet another excellent report from Richard Engel in Afghanistan. It's been wonderful to see so many of his reports since last weekend. Always appreciate his great, hard work and pray for the safety of him, his crew, and our troops.
Hope Brian has been enjoying his vacation, and look forward to having him back!
Take care all,
-Cary
a pal text me about a private pain, so here goes:
To "Morning Joe"-
A Black teen is mike tyson punched in the face by a hefty adult who happens to be a police officer.
"Morning Joe" decides this is "news you can't use."
Yea. But a bubbly, sunny 16 year old pulling a con and this is news we can use.
"Morning Joe" is another "Imus in the Morning."
hi, rojo, i was in phoenix when mike tyson lost his little girl when she accidentally hung herself in their home. that did make the news and i felt awful for them. such a bizarre and terrible thing.
Did not know that. Not a Tyson fan. In fact, hate boxing. Too brutal.
My mention of Mike Tyson is to illustrate the brutality of the punch, the blow.
Don't understand how a grown man knowing his strength can hit a young woman.
My Mom and I discussed this with great pain. It is my own personal pain.
Ma says if it was her child, he, the cop would have to deal with her.
In fact, on Black talk radio, this was the sentiment of many parents.
Have been reading your blog among others but I have been in a foul mood lately. Thank you.
This incident is sad and I am sad. Moving overseas is getting more appealing every day.
You get emotionally involved in to politics and the news-- and WE are. Then bias, prejudice pop up and now
my friends have lost faith in the media and loathe a certain MSNBC morning show.
I am losing interest ....and with my current emotions, have decided to go back to life as it should be
"My own private Idaho." Thx for your blog. Hot day- so we are hanging at Starbucks with iced lattes.
i cannot do this incident for the same reason, my brain starts going bonkers. i have no cable, i cancelled it after 9/11. there's nowhere we can go that works better than going into ourselves. egyptian 'ka' is interesting. it is the soul and the power of the soul. a person with ka energy turned on is giant enough to stop a tsunami. when the tsunami hit asia, my sister's back went majorly out on her, she had to go to the emergency room. when a nasty solar flare ripped earth's magnetic field several years ago, it was very hot, my morning glories were not closing up all day, my mom fell and her glasses ripped a long cut on her face, it needed many stitches and they x-rayed her skull to make sure she hadn't fractured it, i am aztec in her line. she trashed her left shoulder, she was too old for that surgery, it took forever to heal, she could barely lift her arm to feed herself. the tear looked exactly like the rip in earth's magnetic shield. i fell off of my porch and broke my foot, a 2-month heal, no emergency room, but my sister had the awesome boot made in mexico from breaking her foot the year before and my mom had two walkers so she lent me one. i turned black, purple and green up to through my calf. lots of self massage with healing eucalyptus oil. there is this world and then there is the other universe, where the creatures of the gulf are going to escape the oil. that is where all of the 'extinct' life is, too, waiting for the circle of life and earth to heal again and then they will come back. imagination is a wonderful thing. a pyramid always comes with two parallel universes precisely for these kinds of incidents, the pyramids in giza, built by the african pharoahs, incorporate what is known in math as 'the golden mean'. math is magic, it is how we test what is real and what is illusion. this country was founded by masons on a very powerful magic system. there is so much that we don't know. take care of yourself. the 3d world is used to vaporize the dark creations. the 'eye of horus' is on top of the pyramid on the back of the $1 bill. so, you are taking down evil even as you enjoy your iced latte, it is an energy exchange:-) you have good instincts. the drama queens drain us.
They want you to quit paying attention, that's why they lie all the time about stuff that doesn't really matter.Our country is sick with people who have an over inflated opinion of themselves because they think you can't spot their lies. Try looking other places before you shut down. Ever listen to c-spans' Washington Journal in the morning to hear both sides without interference?
a french coffee press is great. i just ordered the bodum press online since the glass in the one i have cracked. when i saw a bit of 'blackhawk down', our troops in somalia, i noticed that the hispanic soldiers on the mission had one, i thought, 'wow, those are classy guys'.
Hey Dan and Anna:
We love C-Span. It is TRUE TV. But we fell in love with MSNBC because news was delivered by colorful, friendly, vibrant personalities.
The news it seems is tainted by this 24 hour information age, hunger, desire.
Today (after pondering the Seattle incident) I realized with great disappointment, even with Obama as Prez, nothing really has changed. Will never.
The great Bob Marley sings:
"Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit."
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Earlier today on the radio, the disc jockey says-- "BP has lifted their leg, once again, and peed on America."
BP exec, Hayward, went sailing on his yacht today and with great irony doing all this with the nightmare happening in the Gulf.
From an essay by Joyce Carol Oates in Woman Writer there is an essay about Mike Tyson which
concludes with: American boxing match is a reading of American experience, unsentimentalized
and graphic. Yes, one thinks, you have told us about civilized values, you have schooled us in
the virtues of turning the other cheek; of meekness as a prerequisite for inheriting the earth--
the stratagems (manipulative? feminine?) of indirection. But the boxing match suggests
otherwise, and it is that reading of life that we prefer. The boxers make visible what is
invisible in us, thereby defining us, and themselves, in a single consecrated action. As
Rocky Graziano once said, "The fight for survival is the fight." And as Mike Tyson said,
"Other than boxing, everything is so boring." I remember an interview with him and his
wife who analyzed him as "manic-depressive" and did a real number on hin as does anyone
who labels another.
Phyllis
Phyllis..
are you a Mom? It is as if you read me as my own Ma does.
Thank you for the insight.
The heat has succumbed to the rain.
Getting close to comfort here in S Florida.
Brian once mentioned, - there is a heatwave nationwide.
Funny thing is, each morn I anxiously reach for the News.
Today: no newspaper, no Cable television, no MSNBC.
Thx for the blog.
Rojo,
Yes, I am a Mom and loving it and it thrills me that I read you as your own Ma does; such a terrific
compliment. And you are welcome . It makes my day that I have given you insight. I rarely do that.
Have a nice weekend.
Phyllis