My dad use to take me out to run errands on Saturday and Sunday with him so mom could have some free time to herself. He used the time to help me play golf, teach me to cook, pick wines, play tennis, and ping pong. Good bonding time with dad and daughter. So many good memories.
Absolutely nothing whatsoever, and now that I have brought up my own child to the age of 18 I know exactly how much of a reprehensible piece of shit he really is.
Took great care of my mother during terminal illness.
Had never “took care” of someone before. And she was VERY difficult, and got frustrated a lot because of daily pain and discomfort. She took it out on him as bit of a coping mechanism.
But he never complained. He tended to her every need. He made her illness phase as comfortable as it could have been.
Our house was found to be structurally unsound and he brought home stuff from work (mining), propped up the house to make it safe and rebuilt part of it. I cant imagine even touching something like that and he saved thousands doing it.
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Let me be who I am. And never tried to force me into a life that I wasn’t interested in.
My dad use to take me out to run errands on Saturday and Sunday with him so mom could have some free time to herself. He used the time to help me play golf, teach me to cook, pick wines, play tennis, and ping pong. Good bonding time with dad and daughter. So many good memories.
I’ll let you know as soon as he does it.
Absolutely nothing whatsoever, and now that I have brought up my own child to the age of 18 I know exactly how much of a reprehensible piece of shit he really is.
He came to visit before dying from AIDS, after not being present through my childhood.
Fucked off to America to be the maladjusted loner he is.
Be there for me, all the time when growing up… he did everything for me, he was my best friend, he was my football coach, he was everything.
Drove all the way back to the store to pay for a bottle of soda that wasn’t on the receipt.
Was a father to me and my brother.
Kept a roof over the heads, food in the bellies and clothes on the back of 4 growing children in Ireland in the 80s and 90s on one salary.
He beat the hell out of my butt.
Came here got tips on how to be a better dad…
Jesus the bar is low.
Took great care of my mother during terminal illness.
Had never “took care” of someone before. And she was VERY difficult, and got frustrated a lot because of daily pain and discomfort. She took it out on him as bit of a coping mechanism.
But he never complained. He tended to her every need. He made her illness phase as comfortable as it could have been.
My heroes, both of them ❤️
He was forever patient. He was nearly impossible to piss off and was always in complete control of his emotions
Commitment to honesty. He’d never cheat or steal.
Never swears.
Showing up everytime and never leaving during bad times
Our house was found to be structurally unsound and he brought home stuff from work (mining), propped up the house to make it safe and rebuilt part of it. I cant imagine even touching something like that and he saved thousands doing it.