I loved my dad. He set an example of what not to do: he was an alcoholic, absent days at a time and rarely there for me. But when he was there it was golden and I learned a lot from him both positive and negative. I love him and miss him.
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6/16/14 11:48 P
My Dad passed away a few days after Thanksgiving in 2011 - still miss him every day. He was a deeply kind man, who put a lot of time and effort into his relationships with his children. That included getting to know all of our friends and acquaintances -- old friends I hadn't seen in 20 years showed up at his funeral to pay their respects because they had such fond memories of him. But that was Dad -- always making friends and doing kindnesses without asking for anything in return. (He once literally gave someone the shirt off his back, a fellow down on his luck who needed a good shirt for a spur of the moment job interview.) His wake was literally standing room only, full of all the people who whose lives he had touched.
I may have all kinds of educational credentials and professional accomplishments, but I doubt I'll ever be able to do as much good in the world as Dad did, just by being himself. He was a fine human being in every way that really matters. I just hope I can be half the person he was, someday.
6/16/14 10:41 P
I'm glad so many people have such great relationships with their dads. I'm not that lucky. No matter how long it's been since the relationship has been terrible, it never seems to get easier for me to accept. I know so many men who are great dads whether biological parent or not so I know these folks exist.
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6/16/14 7:32 P
My dad is the strong silent type ...born in 1930. Has always been there for me. I wish I could see him more ... he lives in another state but I try and see him as often as I can. He is still in very good health and is amazing. He has always been there for me and is a role model for me in his work ethic and love of life!
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6/16/14 7:06 P
My father was also very hard working...never took a sick day or vacation. I know dad loved us, but he didn't show any affection to mom or us kids. He was never abusive or mean, but kind of cold. I'm guessing that was the way he was raised. I'm always hugging my boys, and telling them how much they are loved.
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1,068 6/16/14 8:03 A
For the most part this is a very positive topic, and Father's Day is a day to honor so many loving, hard working fathers out there. I am happy for all of you who have a wonderful relationship with your father.
My father died in 2008. My father missed out on so much of life because he did not appreciate his family, or his wife (my mother) often put us down, calling us fat, lazy, stupid, and worthless. He also assured us we would never amount to anything. He missed out on the joys of gift giving, Christmas, birthdays, smiles, love, hugs, laughs, all of it.
But I will say that I did learn how to get out of bed early in the morning and put in a full, hard day's work if needed. I attribute much of my strong work ethic to my upbringing. I will say my father did contribute in some positive ways, to the person that I am today. He also was a bit better to my three children than he was to me as I was growing up. My children have some fonder memories of him. He was a very eccentric man who did not live "in the real world" in more ways than I can tell here. But I do consider that I don't know the background that made him that way. I do not hate my father, nor did I hate him in the adult years of my life when he was alive. (If you asked me when I was a teenager, I would have given a different answer).
All 8 children feared him; he was sometimes physically violent but that was rare, the way I remember it. The verbal yelling, intimidation, and putting us down is what I remember far more.
His brothers and sisters were far more loving parents than he was. I will also say my father served, not directly in WWII, but in the aftermath, he helped with the cleanup in Japan. For all I know, that may have had a very serious impact on his life but he never talked about it much other than to say inflammatory things about the natives of Japan.
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13,674 6/15/14 10:53 P
My dad is simply put: a wonderful man who provided for his seven children even when it seemed impossible to do so. He has always put his family first and he will help whoever needs help. He has taught us how to love, how to be humble, how to help those less fortunate, and how to love God!!!! God has allowed this wonderful man to be with us up until now. He will be 89 yeard old in August. God bless my Dad!!!!
I was lucky enough to marry a man who is nothing like my father in any way. I have no good memories of him (an alcoholic and wife beater) and when he died it had no impact on my life in any way. It has taken me a long time to come to terms with the fact that he just wasn't up to being a proper father or husband but it makes me love and appreciate my own husband even more so perhaps he did one good thing for me. I am glad there are people out there who had loving, caring fathers but that surely wasn't my experience.
I had the best Dad in the world. He died 1-1-11 and I still miss him terribly. But he left my sisters and I (and all of our children) with so many wonderful memories, that I have plenty of great things to remember.
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1,377 6/17/13 9:16 A
My Dad married my Mom when I was 6 and legally adopted me because my real father wasn't up for the task. He is a good man with good morals and beliefs. I love and admire him and was lucky enough to find a husband who is similar to him in many ways.
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2,116 6/17/13 8:58 A
Actually my step father but I consider him my dad as I don't communicate with my biological father (my choice). He has been everything for me and I wouldn't be the person I am today without him. A very lucky woman, that's for sure!
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6/17/13 5:50 A
Dublin's post reminded me - when dad remarried, his wife worked 2nd or 3rd shift. So Daddy pretty much took care of my 2 brothers* in the evenings. I remember one of my brothers telling me how he HATED cinnamon toast and couldn't understand why other kids loved it so much...come to find out, Daddy was making it with JUST cinnamon (no sugar). Bleh! I bet that was pretty bad! That was evidently a common dinner - Spaghetti-Os and cinnamon toast with no sugar.
my youngest brother was still in a high chair, so when Daddy & the older one finished dinner, they'd go watch TV and the younger one would be in his high chair finishing his meal. When he was done, he'd say "All 'foo Dean!" (translation - all through, dad). To this day, we still call Daddy 'Dean'. No, that's not his name. We don't know where that came from; just something my youngest brother said.
*technically, they are my half-brothers (same dad, different mom)
My dad was great. He was a stay at home father back in the 80's when it was unheard of and he did a great job. He was disabled after being hit by a drunk driver and couldn't work so he took care of us and then set up his own business once we were in our teens. He was very funny and understanding and is badly missed.
My dad is still working tho he's in his 70s. He also is a handyman about the house. He does most of the plumbing & electric stuff.
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166 6/17/13 1:13 A
Retired and loving it.
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13,674 6/16/13 11:21 P
My dad is a fantastic man!!! He will be 88 years old on August 17, 2013. By looking at him, you could never tell he is that age.
6/16/13 9:06 P
My dad was a"anything goes"type of dad who didn't get his feathers in a ruffle at all. He loved everyone for who they were. He died very young and I've spent more time without him than with him, but the few years I did have, where the best!
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6/16/13 8:42 P
I was adopted at a later age so I am so so grateful for the intervention from my adopted dad. He is 71 and can still kick my butt in the gym. He's proud of me when I accomplish something, compassionate when I fail, always tells me how much he loves and cares for me, and is the best dad in the whole world. I love you Dad!!!!!!!!
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6/16/13 4:58 P
My Dad was a WW II veteran also. He passed away from a sudden illness in August 2011.
He was my hero. I was 39 years old 10 years ago when I was first diagnosed with cancer. One of the rare times that I had ever seen him cry was the day I got my diagnosis. We weren't always close when I was a teenager, because of typical teenage issues stuff, but after I was diagnosed with the cancer, he made me feel like I was "daddy's little girl" again. He did a lot of driving for me when I couldn't drive for weeks after my surgery, and he made countless trips over the years to take me to my radiation treatments, and until his health wouldn't allow him, he took over my yard work for me when I could no longer do it.
I miss him so much, and having just found out my cancer has spread a little more, and I have to start a new treatment, I wish he were here. I don't mean to do stuff for me, but just to be here.
My Dad is 92 years old and a World War II Veteran. Their numbers are dwindling. He was in FIVE major battles in the war and saw his buddies die. He is my hero. He is a gentle man and even at his advanced age is in good physical and mental condition. He writes to me regularly and I write him 4 or 5 times a week because he lives in a Veterans home now in Florida. It is one of the few things I can do for him other than visit once a year. In the home they have many activities-country music bands come in, karaoke, bingo most every day, trips to WalMart about once a week, they go to the movies and lunch and they play baseball out by the beach. I have a picture of him doing that, which I treasure. He is besotted with my youngest granddaughter and I send him lots of photos of all three of my grandchildren. He also sings and plays the guitar when he goes to his church-my younger brother takes him. So that sums my Dad up. He also used to love to fish, but hated eating them! This is the longest post I ever wrote.
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6/16/13 4:05 P
my dad was born in Atlanta. He's worked on the assembly line at GM, been a cop, and a service tech. He worked for Simplex (installing/repairing/maintaining time clock and school bell type systems). Then he went to work for IBM in their typewriter division. When typewriters disappeared, he moved to the copier division. IBM sold that unit to Kodak, which is where he was when he retired. After retirement, he worked p/t as a security guard at a very plush nursing home/assisted living facility.
he's a Georgia Tech fan, a Braves fan, and a Falcons fan. He plays the guitar a little and the banjo. He likes to browse flea markets and low end antique stores. He loves to talk! Daddy will talk to anybody about most anything.
He's a father of 2 boys & 2 girls. He listens to country music, spends time with his grandkids (seven of them - ranging from 36 to 2). He has 4 great-grandchildren.
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