I was never close to my dad growing up,he was a big drinking hard irishman,very closed emotionally,
very hard working and always provided for us.Only really got to know the real him when he was
dying when i spent a lot of time with him,wish i done it sooner now,he was a good man but we
were very different people.Bless him.
I am so different,my kids mean the world to me,i cant get home quick enough to see them.
we have so much fun , love teaching them new things and seeing them enjoying themselves.
I am a lucky man.