Absolutely Nothing, thank god. He was a worthless piece of shit, abandoned my brother and I when we were toddlers, ended up in jail for non payment of child support, and then, when we reunited and got to know him as adults, discovered that he truly was a worthless piece of shit.
Maybe one good thing. My brother and I paid attention to life lessons, and made a conscious decision to marry and not get divorced. To only have children when we were ready. To have children we truly wanted. and then to not take off when things got rough. It worked. My brother and I still enjoy our 1st and only wives, we have grown and successful children, who have never been in trouble with the law, who have their own stable marriages, and we now have a gaggle of grandchildren we get to enjoy. Because we stuck it out, and didn't take off!
Toenail fungus. Seriously. He gave me his toenail clippers to use on my hands and feet. As a child, I suffered from terrible tinea on my fingers but never had a clue why. I still have the toenail fungus.
Dear old Dad was a remote, neglectful, and thoroughly checked-out codependent married to a raging alcoholic shrew.
I know a lot of y’all hate country, but my Dad loved Willie Nelson, among others, so I heard a lot of country and appreciate some of it.
I heard this song after my dad died, but it reminded me of him. A retired colonel from a hardscrabble life in Alabama, my dad instilled in me a great moral code.
Another one I won’t put you thru is Reba McIntyre’s “The Greatest Man I Never Knew.”
Stubborn as hell, wear you down with facts, sources and TMI, fiercely loyal, trusting and loving, always trying to help others. Fortunately I have some of mom's traits as well...
I get it. Always thought it would be great to create a line of holiday cards that express these kinds of feelings. Blank cards don't work, cuz you have write something. There's humor, but papering over issues just makes the heart hurt more. I feel better when I look at pictures of my parents as children and think about the experiences that shaped them. Trauma, poverty, isolation and no vocabulary to process any of it, just behaviors.
I'm in the camp of not having admirable parental figures. I learned more on what not to do or be from my father or authoritative figures.. The dynamics and poverty of their youth molded and motivated them. I believe I understand them but don't necessarily appreciate them. Lucky you that had decent parents.
My half-siblings are neocon Christians ranging from evangelicals nut cases to blind faith, no denomination, and belief in the stupidity of their bible. They inherited his patterns and property. He was amoral and corrupt.
Once he ripped off a small-town preacher telling him that his trees were diseased and needed treatment. He told the preacher to stay away from the toxic treatment about to be applied. He had my 1/2 brother and me put on protective gear and gas masks. We drilled holes in a large number of trees. We had these syringes full of the tree disease treatment and injected the trees. Then put putty over the holes drilled. The treatment substance in the ominous brown glass bottles was water. It was a total con job. It's kind of funny in retrospect but still criminal.
I was not interested in any of his traits or property. There's me and a couple of other 1/2 siblings and cousins that despise him. Get Kiki here to give him the finger for me. She's talented like that.
It's pretty anonymous here so my type isn't identifying anyone. Some experiences and knowledge shared. No one gives much of a hang about what I say. Which is ok. A lot of impersonal info is typed here. Wasting or passing time for the most part.
I know what you're talking about now or more who. If you had said "LIttle Shell" band I would have had an Idea. You said area 57 which I assumed to have something to do with the nearby Air Force Base.
They are basically a multi-generational group of refugees from the encroachment of Euro-Americans. They are far from their origins in the Great Lakes area and Canada. Little Shell was their leader or voice and the entire band took on his name.
I knew a number of those people. They were generally really good people. They helped me out a lot. Helped me with getting access to services. I lived relatively close to Hill 57 but never went there. Actually, I knew nothing of hill 57 back in the 70s and lived between that hill but closer to downtown. Natives were scattered about usually where they could afford housing. I was not familiar with the flag discussed. Goody, they got a flag but were displaced, disregarded, and ignored for a very long time. What that flag symbolized has likely long been violated/spat on. I met one of the Little Shell leaders back then, Robert Gopher. He got mad at me because I was involved in a racist situation but too young and dumb to challenge it which is what he wanted me to do.
Gt Falls changed a lot over the past decades. Mainstreet businesses have sprawled out towards the highway. Downtown is somewhat empty. Last I heard Littleshell had state recognition as a tribe but I don't know about FED. These people are real Natives, not some fake group of Others who popped up practically out of thin air to try to get access to casino rights. I have the blood of those people, actually more of those bloodlines than from where I'm enrolled. I am many Nations.
Anger management issues. I shan’t say more because I don’t want to bum any rushes, but I do want to keep it real and represent the majority of people. Lot of dad failure in this world. A lot.
Literally nothing. But my BIL is a great guy, and I'm super happy for those of you who had good dads.
Absolutely Nothing, thank god. He was a worthless piece of shit, abandoned my brother and I when we were toddlers, ended up in jail for non payment of child support, and then, when we reunited and got to know him as adults, discovered that he truly was a worthless piece of shit.
Maybe one good thing. My brother and I paid attention to life lessons, and made a conscious decision to marry and not get divorced. To only have children when we were ready. To have children we truly wanted. and then to not take off when things got rough. It worked. My brother and I still enjoy our 1st and only wives, we have grown and successful children, who have never been in trouble with the law, who have their own stable marriages, and we now have a gaggle of grandchildren we get to enjoy. Because we stuck it out, and didn't take off!
My father's myopia and astigmatism.
Full head of hair at 57
Toenail fungus. Seriously. He gave me his toenail clippers to use on my hands and feet. As a child, I suffered from terrible tinea on my fingers but never had a clue why. I still have the toenail fungus.
Dear old Dad was a remote, neglectful, and thoroughly checked-out codependent married to a raging alcoholic shrew.
Happy Father's Day.
Fathers day is the first Sunday in September.
I was born on fathers day. My old man never let me forget it.
I know a lot of y’all hate country, but my Dad loved Willie Nelson, among others, so I heard a lot of country and appreciate some of it.
I heard this song after my dad died, but it reminded me of him. A retired colonel from a hardscrabble life in Alabama, my dad instilled in me a great moral code.
Another one I won’t put you thru is Reba McIntyre’s “The Greatest Man I Never Knew.”
My Love for everything American. My dad was just a happy 13 y.o. boy, when the 'Amis' showed up and the war was over.
Gardening and education as well
Stubborn as hell, wear you down with facts, sources and TMI, fiercely loyal, trusting and loving, always trying to help others. Fortunately I have some of mom's traits as well...
I get it. Always thought it would be great to create a line of holiday cards that express these kinds of feelings. Blank cards don't work, cuz you have write something. There's humor, but papering over issues just makes the heart hurt more. I feel better when I look at pictures of my parents as children and think about the experiences that shaped them. Trauma, poverty, isolation and no vocabulary to process any of it, just behaviors.
I'm in the camp of not having admirable parental figures. I learned more on what not to do or be from my father or authoritative figures.. The dynamics and poverty of their youth molded and motivated them. I believe I understand them but don't necessarily appreciate them. Lucky you that had decent parents.
My half-siblings are neocon Christians ranging from evangelicals nut cases to blind faith, no denomination, and belief in the stupidity of their bible. They inherited his patterns and property. He was amoral and corrupt.
Once he ripped off a small-town preacher telling him that his trees were diseased and needed treatment. He told the preacher to stay away from the toxic treatment about to be applied. He had my 1/2 brother and me put on protective gear and gas masks. We drilled holes in a large number of trees. We had these syringes full of the tree disease treatment and injected the trees. Then put putty over the holes drilled. The treatment substance in the ominous brown glass bottles was water. It was a total con job. It's kind of funny in retrospect but still criminal.
I was not interested in any of his traits or property. There's me and a couple of other 1/2 siblings and cousins that despise him. Get Kiki here to give him the finger for me. She's talented like that.
Duct tape is the greatest invention and don't die from Alzheimer's
Anger management issues. I shan’t say more because I don’t want to bum any rushes, but I do want to keep it real and represent the majority of people. Lot of dad failure in this world. A lot.
Blue eyes, klutziness, love of science & nature, playfulness, substance abuse issues, grouchiness, charm