my father was a block-headed know-it-all who could never admit he was wrong. it would hurt his pride to say he was wrong. esp. if it came to me and my sister. never felt too close to him for that.
my father was a block-headed know-it-all who could never admit he was wrong. it would hurt his pride to say he was wrong. esp. if it came to me and my sister. never felt too close to him for that.
I am my Father. It took alot of time and hardship to realize that I was cut close from the cloth, for the great and the bad, but it is what it is. I don't lose sight that he has changed...almost evolved..from the time he was 40 to the man who has his 74th birthday this month. The last thing I want the old man to do is shoulder guilt, still, because his old man was a shell-shocked abusive stranger and pops had to learn on his own and his kids lived it. Navy brats all from day one. The great out weighs the bad and the laughs out weigh the regret. Big time!
Mine is a great, I love the guy he puts family before personal judgements of any kind in all matters.
Being a DAD, is hard work there is no manual, you can give advice weather your Kids take it
on-board,! , growing up drinking to much doing stupid things.
Most advice I give is from the fuck ups I made, when your young you need some advice put
it this way, it's a hard JOB being a dad.![]()
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