Say Something Good About Your Dad

[JENNR8R 0]

In church this morning the pastor asked for people to come up to the microphone to say something honoring about their fathers. It was like pulling teeth to get anyone to come do it. On Mother's Day there was a line of people ready to say how much their Moms meant to them.

Heaven knows my Dad would never have made Father of the Year, but I do have some good memories.

When I was a child I had a severe sunburn from spending the day at the pool. This was before sunblock was invented. My Mom and Aunt went to the store to find something to put on it. They came back with a product called "Ting." It turned out to be the equivalent of Deep Heating Rub or Tiger Balm.

The longer the product stayed on my skin, the more it burned. I started screaming. Dad came to the rescue. He ordered the women out of the bathroom, filled with bathtub with cold water with me in it, took a bathtowel and scraped the stuff off of me. He even encouraged me to scream [the one and only time he ever allowed that]. Soon the burning stopped.

Good Daddy.

What do you call a beautiful, sunny day that comes after two cloudy, rainy
ones? -- Monday.

[slotperfect 7]

Jennifer,

First, thanks for this post. My Dad died in September of 2004 and I miss him. I have been thinking all week about being able to tell him happy Father's Day in some way other than speaking it out loud into space. Through your genius you have given me the means to do just that.

My Dad taught me more about life than I could possibly list here. Most importantly he taught me the important of relationships and how critical it was to hold people dear. Loyalty to friends and family was big with him and continues to be so for me. He practiced that with me, and I with him.

My Dad always told me that I had turned out better than he had. He said that I was different, a "much better man" than he was. I tried very hard, openly in person and through email and letters, to show him just how much I was exactly like him. I repeated often in our later years together, and thanked him for how I turned out.

Rest easy, Dad. I honor you today and always.

Arrive Safely

John

[NlghtJumper 0]

My dad is the one who taught me everything I know. Though he may not have seemed like he was always there, he was. He taught me not thru preaching, but thru experiance. He always let me learn the lessons on my own. Words such as "If your gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough" still run thru my head from time to time. But if you ever got in over your head, to the point where you really struggled to get back up, almost to the point of giving up, he was there to lend the helping hand.
Fishing trips to Ham Fests, working on the car to cutting back the scrub brush. The lessons my dad taught me, are one that I will never forget.

And to me, he makes Father of the Year, every year.

A man will do anything for the right woman,
and when that woman destroys him,
that man will become a hunk of meat with the common sense of a rodeo clown! ~ Christopher Titus

[yamtx73 0]

The nicest thing I can say about my father... he listened well.
I barely knew him. He was an abusive alcoholic, my grandfather did us the favor of escorting him out of the state and warned him not to return...

The only naturals in this sport shit thru feathers...

[Gawain 0]

"Something Good About Your Dad"
What do I win?














My dad and I are cool. We don't talk much, or often for that matter. If everything is good, then we take the no news as good news.

So I try and I scream and I beg and I sigh
Just to prove I'm alive, and it's alright
'Cause tonight there's a way I'll make light of my treacherous life
Make light!

[soulshine 0]

He taught me how to roll with the punches. He showed me that sometimes life sucks and the only way to make it any better was to laugh at it. He made me tough and I learned how to stand my ground from him. Most importantly, he showed me how to be one helluva smartass! He's far from perfect but he's the perfect dad for me.

To honor him I made this t-shirt that I'm wearing to a cookout at his house today. He loves it.

Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity!
~DEVIOUS BEEF~~FGF #69~

[weegegirl 2]

My father passed away January 23, 2006, from lung cancer. He was the bravest man I have ever known, the most positive person on this planet, right through his last breath.

I could say a million good things about my father. He wrote the definition for unconditional love and support. Growing up, I always knew that no matter how bad I fucked up or how sticky a situation I got myself in, my father would be there to pick me up and make things better.

I miss having him just a phone call away. I miss so many things about him.

At midnight, last night/this morning, I quit smoking. I have tried to quit in the past, but this is not "trying". I will never put another cigarette to my lips as long as I live. That's my gift to my Father this Father's Day.

[JENNR8R 0]

I will never put another cigarette to my lips as long as I live. That's my gift to my Father this Father's Day.

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That's wonderful Liz. I know you'll succeed because of who you are doing it for.

What do you call a beautiful, sunny day that comes after two cloudy, rainy
ones? -- Monday.

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[shropshire 0]

My dad's a crumpy old sod and I love him.

(.)Y(.)
Chivalry is not dead; it only sleeps for want of work to do. - Jerome K Jerome

[Andy9o8 2]

My Dad's my all-time hero.
It took my becoming a father myself to realize it.

[Michele 1]

In 10 minutes, I take Dad out for Father's Day. I haven't any tangible gift to give him. I haven't any cherished momento to gild and present. What I have is my time. And that's what I'll give.

In the giving of that, though, I find that I am the recipient. Spending time with the man who is my father is the most precious thing I know; I could wax long about what he has taught me, how I've learned from him.

What I will say is my Father taught me to be fully me, as he is fully him. And for the gift of my life and my world, I thank him.

Ciels-
Michele

~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek
While our hearts lie bleeding?~

[MissMae 0]

My father adopted me when I was 5 (my biological father and my mother separated when I was just under a year old) and took on his 2nd family after raising his first with his first wife. He always was my "dad" and raised me as though I was his own, from day one. I know some fathers who weren't very good at that with their real children and my dad was always there for me. He supported me with everything (well almost everything), and became open minded enough to realize that we were so far apart in age that I wasn't the typical girl who had the "born in the 50's mentality". Probably because I was born in the 70's and more of a tomboy than his first daughter. But even through our diffrences he has always loved me and supported me unconditionally like a parent does.
I thank him for being there for me, and being a wonderful father for me to be able to talk to, joke with, and even have discussions with. He always has accepted me for me and loved me regardless.

Thanks Dad!

take the time to appreciate the people around you.

[Luv2Fall 0]

I am truly blessed with my father. While growing up, I would wish I could end up being half the man my father was. He will be 70 in two months.......I now have two grown boys.......I still wish that. I love you, Dad.

[leroydb 0]

I didnt get to meet my father until I was 14 due my parents divorceing when I was 3 months old. When I did meet him he tried to make up for 14 years... Everyone was telling him to cut the kitchen strings.. I can count the number of times he wasnt with me (except school) on 1 hand. He sadly passed away in 96 2 months after heart surgery.
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After his passing I asked myself alot of questions, but to answer this post:

I can say that my dad had the biggest loving heart inspite of everything else.

Le Roy

Leroy


..I knew I was an unwanted baby when I saw my bath toys were a toaster and a radio...

[masterblaster72 0]

Fantastic cook...BIG heart...*very* sociable (unlike me )...has excellent taste (like me

Oh, and of course, he's a terrific father

Be humble, ask questions, listen, learn, follow the golden rule, talk when necessary, and know when to shut the fuck up.

[PRSKY71 0]

With all of his faults, our disagreements, and differences of opinion, my father has ALWAYS been my safety net!!! I LOVE him more than I can express in words!!
EDIT: He loves me with ALL of my many faults too!!!

Character cannot be made except by a steady, long continued process. -- Phillips Brooks

[lauras 0]

My father gave me and my brother a wonderful childhood.

One of the best compliments I've ever received was "I can tell your Daddy loved you and raised you right."

[flamingo 0]

Growing up, I always thought my Dad was always a bit too grumpy and not a cuddly type Dad. His relationship with my Mother sometimes seemed volitile. He worked night shift, wasn't around much during the day and was fairly strict.

One lasting memory I will always have of my Dad is early one morning, when I was about 10. My Mum had recently saved two kittens from a certain death and we had been allowed to keep them as pets. My Dad had been against the idea, saying something about how they kill native wildlife, etc. and hadn't really had much to do with them. Anyway, this particular morning, I was walking out the back door and saw Dad sitting on the stairs the lead off the back varanda. One of the kittens was batting his feet. I looked around for the other one and saw it was on his lap and he was patting it. My big strong grumpy Daddy was playing with the kittens! I think that was when I stopped being so critical of him.

As he has got older, he has mellowed considerably. He has told me storied of his childhood, which have helped my understand why he feels so strongly about somethings. I will always remember long holiday drives in the car with us three daughters in the back, fighting or singing and him in the front, threatening to "turn this car around", hep with school projects, how he patted my head when I was in hospital until I fell asleep and then slept in the chair by my bed. Despite everything, I always knew he loved me.

I love my Dad more than I can say.

[jumpjunkie2004 0]

My dad is a charmer : ) I think I may have gotten my personality from him.

He was a very affectionate and loving father. He wasn't around that much, but when he was he played with us and made us laugh : )

I love my dad : )

Jump, Land, Pack, Repeat...

[DancesWClouds 0]

My 85 year old dad came to visit this weekend. I didn't realize that I hadn't seen him in 3 years. At first, he looked so old. And within minutes, all of that just melted away, and he was the Dad I always knew.

He was a musician, and still is, and served our country in WWII stateside by playing in one of the most widely exported bands around. There were 'big time' bands like Glen Miller, etc. that our soldiers heard overseas, but there also was his Army band, and they were simply awesome.

There are so SO many things that I could write about him and it seems like only one percent (if that) is negative. He always tells me that he is so blessed to have me, and I tell him the same.

We are dear friends, and he is indeed the definition of 'unconditional love'.
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Dances
Muff Brother #2169

"You can take the girl out of the sky, but not the sky out of the girl!"

[popsjumper 2]

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... I will never put another cigarette to my lips as long as I live. That's my gift to my Father this Father's Day.

That right there is kick-ass, Liz...you GO girl!

My reality and yours are quite different.
I think we're all Bozos on this bus.
Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239

[Jessie07 0]

I am one of the biggest daddy's girl. He raised me as a single father in the Army from 6months to 3rd grade until he met my stepmom. I will never forget he was the one who taught me how to braid. He is the one who I can always talk to.

"It was Moses!"
"Our Shenanigan leader was laid back this weekend"

[jumpchikk 0]

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My father passed away January 23, 2006, from lung cancer. He was the bravest man I have ever known, the most positive person on this planet, right through his last breath.

I could say a million good things about my father. He wrote the definition for unconditional love and support. Growing up, I always knew that no matter how bad I fucked up or how sticky a situation I got myself in, my father would be there to pick me up and make things better.

I miss having him just a phone call away. I miss so many things about him.

At midnight, last night/this morning, I quit smoking. I have tried to quit in the past, but this is not "trying". I will never put another cigarette to my lips as long as I live. That's my gift to my Father this Father's Day.

My dad died of lung cancer on February 10 of this year too, Liz. Like you, he was my foundation, he was the one that believed in me when noone else did. He was just a phone call away and I still listen to the last voicemail he left me, I honestly think I will save it forever.

I hope you can fight that bad habit and kick it for good.

[karenmeal 0]

My dad is plain and simple a good person. He is honest, he cares about people and he loves my mom so much. (He loves me and my brother too, but he is still absolutely nuts over my mom.
I remember once when I was younger going to the mechanic with my dad to pick up my car. He paid for the repair and they gave us the keys back. I went to go walk out to the car and my dad was still at the counter. He was asking permission to go back into the shop and personally thank the mechanic who had worked on my car. He went back there, shook the guy's greasy hand and told him that he appreciated his hard work.

I always feel proud of my dad when I remember that. It was a small thing, but it really struck me as something that represented his character.


-Karen

"Life is a temporary victory over the causes which induce death." - Sylvester Graham

[skydivermom 0]

Here's something good about my dad...he passed away 9 years ago. That's a sad statement, but the truth nonetheless. We are all much better off without him.

I must say this though. If he hadn't put me through all that crap, I may have never become a skydiver.

Mrs. WaltAppel

All things work together for good to them that love God...Romans 8:28