Think about your dad

massah

massah

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my dad is a regular guy...asshole when he needs to be for the most part...a little OCD when it comes to some things...overall pretty decent hard working human being...
 
kevin

kevin

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my dad was a blast at times but you always wanted to walk on the straight and narrow around him, if you didn't he was always there to get you back on the level. i miss the old fucker, he would of been 81 last friday. wouldn't of given you 2 dollars for him but i wouldn't of sold him for a million.
 
Carne Seca

Carne Seca

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He used to ride saddle and bareback during his rodeo days. He grew up on our family ranch south of Gallup. He is an excellent guitar player and a shy singer (great voice). He was an amazing bow-hunter. He never laid a hand on me in anger. He hated the very idea of physical punishment. His disappointment was far more painful than any smack on the ass. He is fluent in Navajo and Zuni. Speaks a smattering of Spanish. He has a work ethic and sense of integrity that I try to emulate as much as I can. Next to Christ, he is the man I respect most in my life. He is honorable, ethical, open minded, accepting, loving, and extremely intelligent. He laughs with his whole soul. As you can tell, I love my papa. :)
 
hopeyougotadutch

hopeyougotadutch

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my dad is a huge asshole when it comes to me. i was the middle kid (22 now) so I got treated differently. hard working person - yes. shitty parent - yes. He's a very degrading person (racist, sexist, I'm better than you even though I ain't shit attitude)
 
Winter Woman

Winter Woman

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My dad died when I was 28, I miss him dearly.

His father died when he was 9 and he sold apples and newspapers on street corners to help his mom make it. He loved me and I him, he told me as long as he lived I had a home. He was always home by 5:30 pm, dinner was at 6:30 pm. We'd watch early morning news or read the paper together before he went off to work and I off to school. He had good morals, a quick laugh and a dry sense of humor.

He loved farting around in the garage and basement workshop making things. I think that's where I get the inventing thing from.

He had cornflower blue eyes and straight black hair. He was part Cherokee and French. As a child his brother hit him in the face with a coal shovel so he had this scar that ran the length of his face. But he was beautiful to me. After 45 years of marriage my mom missed him so much she joined him 4 years later. I miss them both, so much.
 
Capt. Stickyfingers

Capt. Stickyfingers

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Winter Woman said:
My dad died when I was 28, I miss him dearly.

His father died when he was 9 and he sold apples and newspapers on street corners to help his mom make it. He loved me and I him, he told me as long as he lived I had a home. He was always home by 5:30 pm, dinner was at 6:30 pm. We'd watch early morning news or read the paper together before he went off to work and I off to school. He had good morals, a quick laugh and a dry sense of humor.

He loved farting around in the garage and basement workshop making things. I think that's where I get the inventing thing from.

He had cornflower blue eyes and straight black hair. He was part Cherokee and French. As a child his brother hit him in the face with a coal shovel so he had this scar that ran the length of his face. But he was beautiful to me. After 45 years of marriage my mom missed him so much she joined him 4 years later. I miss them both, so much.
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I'm terrified of losing my parents. My dad is 61 and my mom is 56, and as fast as time has been going by for me lately, I worry on a daily basis. I'm sorry to hear that, I want to give you a hug, I really do.
 
Winter Woman

Winter Woman

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Thanks for your kind thoughts. Call and tell them you love them everyday, I promise you'll never regret it. See them as often as you can and get them to talk about things from the past and people long gone. They are your connection to your ancestors, once they are gone all of it is lost too. Your children will thank you for collecting all those memories.

The holidays are a bad time of year for us. It's been 2 years, 3 years in February, since we lost our daughter (my step-daughter) and there is no place to hide. Sometimes I feel like I'm on the outside looking in. You know, with my face plastered against the window wanting to partake of the fun and it just hasn't happened yet and I wonder if it ever will. .

Capt. Stickyfingers said:
I'm terrified of losing my parents. My dad is 61 and my mom is 56, and as fast as time has been going by for me lately, I worry on a daily basis. I'm sorry to hear that, I want to give you a hug, I really do.
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Jimmyjonestoo

Jimmyjonestoo

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My dad is probably the biggest asshole you will ever meet. Drunken hypocrite kicked me out of the house when I was young been on my own since. If it weren't for my mother I wouldn't see him as often as I do. My mother is the most loving, give the shirt off her back person I've ever known. Don't know how she ended up with such a prick. She's knows I want her to leave him and I will take care of her when she does.
 
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wayno30

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my dad looks like the guy sings the life is a highway song from the eightys or early ninetys......vh1..........well he did getting old now
 
Perfextionist420

Perfextionist420

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High functioning alcoholic used to want to kill each other but were ok now we talk sometimes but I only see him a handful of times a year
 
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