My dad did some lovely, caring things for his 3 children (at times) and I really wish that I could remember him just for those things. However, he had the vilest temper and (using today's terminology) he was physically abusive. Parents had different ideas about what was acceptable discipline for their kids in those days but it was his temper that made him hit us often and hard, for the slightest thing - talking when he was listening to the radio for instance.
---RitaH on 5/30/08|
1961 my Dad picked me & my mom up from the Hospital on His Harley Davidson, Christmas
1966 he took me to see santa on one of our Harley's.
My 1st Hell ride, the sameday.
---Duane_Dudley_Martin on 5/29/08|
It's sad...I've been asked this question before...I cannot think of ONE good thing about my dad, not ONE good memory or quality that he had, he was an abuser, through and through. I'm sorry...I know we are not supposed to and this is not being a proper Christian...but I do ENVY those of you who have had a wonderful, loving dad who gave you lots of good, warm and fuzzy memories of them. You all have been truly blessed! You should appreciate how blessed you truly are. :-)
---Holly4jc on 5/29/08|
I would have to ask myself, Which one?
It would have to be a toss up between my
3rd & 5th one...
They weren't abusive to my Mom & little Sisters.
I tried to take the Brunt of the Abuse so they wouldn't have too,
so being W/3 & 5 was Good.
My mom stayed W/#5 for over 20 yrs until he passed away, He gave My mom & sisters a good stable life.
As for myself I went into the Marines, grew up!
When i was 8 yrs. old, I told people that God is My Father...
---Duane_Dudley_Martin on 5/29/08|
Barb, I'm sorry but you're wrong I had the best dad in the world! Your dad sounds alot like mine. Funny, made all us kids feel favored. He was a conductor on street cars, then a bus driver, then worked for the Rail Road. I miss him alot. He made our family rich, not with $ but with him.
---sue on 5/29/08|
My dad was a very lovely gentle man and I loved him dearly, and he loved me too. I remember when he brought me home a basketball. It was such a surprise, and I would play for hours throwing it through the big "hoop" in the tree out front. And the bike rides too. And the day he brought me and my sister a huge bag of lollies. That was the day I said to him "Daddy, hold my hand" and he did. I remember that all the time now, and that is how I relate to my heavenly Father.
---Helen_5378 on 10/4/07|
My father was the smartest person I ever met. My father studied to be a Baptist preacher, and was ordained but never practiced. He had no witness and he realized this, and looking back now I realize that he is a big reason why I do have a witness. He and I traveled the back roads of Latin America together and had wonderful ongoing debates. He was very stingy as is my wife and together they made me a wealthy man.
---Mima on 10/3/07|
Father was 50 when I was born. A Cop in Inglewood Ca. Knowing he was dying he installed as much as he could the desire to 'think for myself.' He tried to have me placed with his sister before he died when I was 12. Sadly courts deemed I live with a Pentacostal maternal Uncle, which was a wild ride, but one that in the final analysis re-enforced my Fathers love of freedom, and thought. Now I am the Daddy. Installing a believe in God and a respect for the dignity of the individual human mind is paramount.
---MikeM on 10/3/07|
I had THE best Dad I could imagine. He loved unconditionally, he worked hard to support a family of 8 children. He corrected us when we needed it, but with love and understanding. He made each one of us 'kids' feel like we each were his favorite.
He was one of those people who didn't say funny things, he said things funny! He always had us laughing. My parents were married for 52 years when my Mom went to be with the Lord. Daddy loved the Lord and was faithful, he died in 1993, I still miss him so!
---NV_Barbara on 4/3/07|
That's funny Pharisee! Now I know why you still watch wrestling!
I can't let Father's day slip by without mentioning my Grandfather. He was so precious and he was the first one to take me to church when I was about 3 years old. He died when I was 10 years old, but I remember his kindness so well. Happy Father's Day Papa!
---NV_Barbara on 6/17/06|
Dad was old school..kids were mom's job. But he always made the baby formula. A chemist, he felt mom didn't do it right. He worked at anything from cowboying to home building, teaching chem at U of Wis. to analysing poison gases during WWII. Any difficult question he'd answer so a child could understand. He joked often, always dead pan, and wondered why folks took him seriously.. taught me to ride and work cattle (my bros weren't interested). He was agnostic, but I led him to Christ before he died at 97.
---Donna2277 on 6/15/06|
As a child I shared a spontaneous love with my Father, he was young and so were we, and we knew his call to a wrestling match: 3 against 1
Let the giggling and clowning begin!
Takedowns, ticles and Total abandon.
The joy and fellowship of those times are alive; as again a child I live in the love of my Father.
Thankful I am for all Good things, and the one who made them.
Let his glory be forever Amen!
---Pharisee on 6/15/06|
My Father loved to stimulate debate. He would argue against what he believed just to get me to think. He ordered me not to certain books, so I would! At dinner we would sit and debate scriptures, evolution, politics, etc., all before I was 12. He said, "You have all the freedom you want, until you give me reason why you shouldent." He was a non-smoker. Once I tried to smoke a cigeratte. He caught me, and made me smoke the whole thing, with him. I never smoked again.
---MikeM on 6/15/06|
My Dad was a quiet, gentle man and I loved him and he loved me. My best memory is when he took me to the milk bar and bought a huge bag of lollies ... he kept saying you've got to have one of these and one of these ... on the way there I put my little hand up and said "Daddy, please take my hand" and he did. That is how I relate now to my heavenly Father -- I put my hand up to Him now and say "Father, please take my hand"...He takes my hand and He supplies my every need.
---Helen_5378 on 6/15/06|
I have a bunch of mixed memories of my Dad. Some are not that good, because of his alcoholism. But, Dad always made me feel special. My best memory is of going to the drugstore soda fountain and getting a cherry coke, where they made the cherry coke with coke syrup, cherry syrup and carbonation. I was his princess. He's been gone for 29 years and I miss him terribly.
---Madison1101 on 6/15/06|
Ran out of room!As you were taught Mike, my Dad taught us to think for ourselves, no snap conclusions.
Dad had a Jewish partner for 30 years and he instilled in us respect for all humans, no matter their race or creed. All were creations of God and deserved respect unless proved otherwise. If one of us would say something in his presence that advertised ignorance, he would gently say to use our heads for something other than a hatrack!
He was the most caring and balanced man I've ever known.
---NVBarbara on 6/15/06|
I have a great dad. He was in the military, so he was away alot, and everytime he came home no matter where he was at, he always brought a Grover doll for me. It was my dad who showed me my need of Jesus, and it's always great to have your dad put his hands on you and pray for you.
---bethie on 6/15/06|