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PrintableMach said: INSATIABLE said: It's great when they let us experience a little danger. Mine never did.  Too cool. Sidenote--I was banned from driving my shop teacher's golf cart in high school for driving it around in the girl's gym during a PE class.  
My Dad was also a professional potographer and built an incredible dark room in our basement and taught me how to develope film and all that I love and miss those days Now I spend time showing him how to edit digital photos - he loves that as much as I loved the gift he gave me as a child  What a treat, both then and now, to be able to share that with him, and teach him a thing or two after he's given you so much.  Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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emm said: fond father-daughter time memories...
 Tractor rides and naps! That is about as good as it gets!
he can be a right ass sometimes but he's a good man. 
 for insatiable He let you shave him! I love it. And the rest is just too cute. Yeah, the best dads out there can still get on your last nerve. It's got to be in their itinerary. back.Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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In 1983 I went out with friends and realized late in the night like midnight, I left my keys locked in the car.... I called dad ( a contractor who got up at 4am) telling him I needed him.... he came said very little... let me in my car and got me home. 7 days later, I took my sister to the movies and at 1:20 am we exit a movie and I realize I have done it AGAIN!  I called.... he was at wits end I assure you BUT not one word slipped from his lips, he let me in the car and followed us home... without ever throwing it in my face he went to bed and said NOTHING! | |
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Muse2NOPharaoh said: In 1983 I went out with friends and realized late in the night like midnight, I left my keys locked in the car.... I called dad ( a contractor who got up at 4am) telling him I needed him.... he came said very little... let me in my car and got me home. 7 days later, I took my sister to the movies and at 1:20 am we exit a movie and I realize I have done it AGAIN!
I called.... he was at wits end I assure you BUT not one word slipped from his lips, he let me in the car and followed us home... without ever throwing it in my face he went to bed and said NOTHING! OH MY GOODNESS. Gawd, I'd be shaking in my boots the second time. What a guy.
These are the only pics I can find right now (lost a lot of them when my car was broken into, and the rest are with my parents, I hope). 1. Reading the newspaper together 2. 2nd or 3rd birthday (yikes @ the inflatable clown  )
3. My first time at Disneyland: 1986. I was 4. 
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INSATIABLE said: Muse2NOPharaoh said: In 1983 I went out with friends and realized late in the night like midnight, I left my keys locked in the car.... I called dad ( a contractor who got up at 4am) telling him I needed him.... he came said very little... let me in my car and got me home. 7 days later, I took my sister to the movies and at 1:20 am we exit a movie and I realize I have done it AGAIN!
I called.... he was at wits end I assure you BUT not one word slipped from his lips, he let me in the car and followed us home... without ever throwing it in my face he went to bed and said NOTHING! OH MY GOODNESS. Gawd, I'd be shaking in my boots the second time. What a guy.
These are the only pics I can find right now (lost a lot of them when my car was broken into, and the rest are with my parents, I hope). 1. Reading the newspaper together 2. 2nd or 3rd birthday (yikes @ the inflatable clown )
3. My first time at Disneyland: 1986. I was 4.
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INSATIABLE said: Muse2NOPharaoh said: In 1983 I went out with friends and realized late in the night like midnight, I left my keys locked in the car.... I called dad ( a contractor who got up at 4am) telling him I needed him.... he came said very little... let me in my car and got me home. 7 days later, I took my sister to the movies and at 1:20 am we exit a movie and I realize I have done it AGAIN!
I called.... he was at wits end I assure you BUT not one word slipped from his lips, he let me in the car and followed us home... without ever throwing it in my face he went to bed and said NOTHING! OH MY GOODNESS. Gawd, I'd be shaking in my boots the second time. What a guy.
These are the only pics I can find right now (lost a lot of them when my car was broken into, and the rest are with my parents, I hope). 1. Reading the newspaper together 2. 2nd or 3rd birthday (yikes @ the inflatable clown )
3. My first time at Disneyland: 1986. I was 4.
Awww!  Thanks for posting these, Jana.
My dad was quite a character - very creative and intelligent, stuborn with a quick temper. But, also very loving, loyal and had the most integrity of anyone I've ever known. I miss him every day. I love you, dad. Happy Father's Day. | |
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Efan said: My dad was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis at a very young age. He had had it for many years by the time I came along. He was (and is) incredibly disciplined. He did walking exercises every night (with weights) and practiced positive visualization (he would picture himself running) to stave off the disease as much as he could. And he never missed work. He was able to retire a year and a half early (his company allowed sick time to accumulate) because he never called in sick. We never had a whole lot of money growing up, but we always had what we needed, and his example of what a work ethic is has really served me well in life.
My dad had multiple sclerosis too. He hadn't been diagnosed before I was born, but he already had the first symptons, but didn't want to believe it I guess. It got worse when he had a car accident when I was two and he nearly died of complications, but he survived. I remember how much I missed him during the 6 months he was in hospital then. At that time children weren't allowed to visit their parents in hospital, but the nurses allowed me to do so 2 times and I vividly remember him lying in bed with a blindfold the first time and sitting in a wheelchair the second time. I was using the armrest as a street for my little matchbox cars I had with me and he was smiling at me. He had to stop working which must have been hard for him as he had been quite successful in his career. He was a wonderful dad and a very special man. Even 20 years after he had stopped wrking his former working collegues were telling that they nver had another boss who was as fair and nice as he had been. He died some days before I turned 26 and he always had tried to stay positive during all the times he was suffering . I wish I could be as positive as he was when times are hard in my life.[Edited 6/14/08 1:45am] With a very special thank you to Tina: Is hammer already absolute, how much some people verändern...ICH hope is never so I will be! And if, then I hope that I would then have wen in my environment who joins me in the A.... | |
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INSATIABLE said: Xcalibre said: I remember the time that I was about 15 and all of my family was sitting around the dinner table one evening. I accused him of cheating on my mom with the mother of one of my sister's friends. Lots of yelling and screaming ensued. Then he told me that my mom had wanted to have an abortion when she found out she was pregnant with me.
I can't imagine what learning that felt like. It happened to my best friend recently and I wanted to slug the family member who let it slip. well, it hurt, obviously, as it was intended too. unfortunately, like my dad, i tend to bottle up anger or stress and explode with it when confronted or backed into a corner. we're a lot alike in a lot of ways. i don't hate my dad, but of course when people used to tell me that we looked or acted alike, i hated it. i don't so much anymore. it is what it is. I'm missing my best friend Yes it was Incredible There's no reason to pretend | |
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My dad has to be my no.1 idol in the whole world tbh. I love him to bits. I have so many memories where we've laughed together, been sad together and generally where he's always been there for me (jesus christ, Im welling up writing this!)
My best memory has to be when we went out last summer to the cinema on fathers day and my sister, her boyfriend and myself took my dad out for a meal and the cinema, and the fool got a bit drunk at the meal on Pear Cider and then proceeded to fall asleep through the whole film bahahahaha
Another one is we went to this Train Station once where there were plastic seats outside to sit and have a drink and something to eat. So me, my mum, and my sister were sitting there waiting for dad to come back. When he did, he sat on the plastic chair and it just completely SNAPPED in half and he was just laying on the floor with his legs akimbo and we were all creased over with laughter. He was fine and just got up and laughed with us lot. Simply put..my dad rawks  I got more hits than Madonna's got kids! | |
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When I was a wee lad we used to eat McDonalds at the park. Might sound lame but it was cool. This was when I was very young. And of course for most of my early life it was just me and him and I'll alway remember that. Women in his life have come and gone, but today it's just me and him and I love it. Maybe we can go to the movies and cry together | |
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Two of the other experiences I'll never forget with my dad.
He helped me build my guitar. Not only did I get a guitar, but all the laughs, research, fuckups, were worth it becuase it was with my pops. And It's sometihng I'll have for the rest of my life, and it has a cool story behind it. And also the time me and him drove for 17 straight hours from Florida to Indiana (and back). That was amazing and at the time I hated it, but looking back on it, it was fuckin awesome. Maybe we can go to the movies and cry together | |
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My father has always been a cool, wonderful, loving father. Even when we would disagree -- especially when I was a teen -- I knew that I could talk to him, at least.
Some fond memories: 1) Riding in his cab, when he was a cab driver. 2) Answering the phone, "Yes," when he would call but strangely, would only do so when it would be him calling. (this was before caller ID) He found that hard to believe, but it was true.
3) Climbing onto his chair and patting his bald spot. Surely, he's had the last laugh on that one...
4) And, talking. I'm thankful that, even now, I can call him up and get his opinion about stuff. I thank God for my dad. He rocks. | |
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Serious said:
My dad had multiple sclerosis too. He hadn't been diagnosed before I was born, but he already had the first symptons, but didn't want to believe it I guess. It got worse when he had a car accident when I was two and he nearly died of complications, but he survived. I remember how much I missed him during the 6 months he was in hospital then. At that time children weren't allowed to visit their parents in hospital, but the nurses allowed me to do so 2 times and I vividly remember him lying in bed with a blindfold the first time and sitting in a wheelchair the second time. I was using the armrest as a street for my little matchbox cars I had with me and he was smiling at me. He had to stop working which must have been hard for him as he had been quite successful in his career. He was a wonderful dad and a very special man. Even 20 years after he had stopped wrking his former working collegues were telling that they nver had another boss who was as fair and nice as he had been. He died some days before I turned 26 and he always had tried to stay positive during all the times he was suffering . I wish I could be as positive as he was when times are hard in my life.
I wish I could too. What an incredibly strong man.
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Xcalibre said: INSATIABLE said: I can't imagine what learning that felt like. It happened to my best friend recently and I wanted to slug the family member who let it slip. well, it hurt, obviously, as it was intended too. unfortunately, like my dad, i tend to bottle up anger or stress and explode with it when confronted or backed into a corner. we're a lot alike in a lot of ways. i don't hate my dad, but of course when people used to tell me that we looked or acted alike, i hated it. i don't so much anymore. it is what it is. Your dad had good traits: after all, he raised you. It beat the alternative, I hope. And I'm sure he passed a thing or two down to you. Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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FunAndJames said: My dad has to be my no.1 idol in the whole world tbh. I love him to bits. I have so many memories where we've laughed together, been sad together and generally where he's always been there for me (jesus christ, Im welling up writing this!)
My best memory has to be when we went out last summer to the cinema on fathers day and my sister, her boyfriend and myself took my dad out for a meal and the cinema, and the fool got a bit drunk at the meal on Pear Cider and then proceeded to fall asleep through the whole film bahahahaha
Another one is we went to this Train Station once where there were plastic seats outside to sit and have a drink and something to eat. So me, my mum, and my sister were sitting there waiting for dad to come back. When he did, he sat on the plastic chair and it just completely SNAPPED in half and he was just laying on the floor with his legs akimbo and we were all creased over with laughter. He was fine and just got up and laughed with us lot. Simply put..my dad rawks He sounds like the best. What a great guy to be around.Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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Volitan said: When I was a wee lad we used to eat McDonalds at the park. Might sound lame but it was cool. This was when I was very young. And of course for most of my early life it was just me and him and I'll alway remember that. Women in his life have come and gone, but today it's just me and him and I love it.
I don't know what it was about friggin McDonald's when we were little kids. Maybe it was because the McD's nearest to me was a good 30+ miles away, not to mention the toys w/ the Happy Meals. Good times. We were so easy to please back then. 
As for it just being you and him back then (and now), there's definitely something special in that. We'd obviously had been better off with a decent mother figure around, eh? But it was what it was, and for many of us, Dads made it work without us being the wiser at the time. It was rough a lot of the time, but I didn't have a clue. I hope it was the same in your case. Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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Volitan said: Two of the other experiences I'll never forget with my dad.
He helped me build my guitar. Not only did I get a guitar, but all the laughs, research, fuckups, were worth it becuase it was with my pops. And It's sometihng I'll have for the rest of my life, and it has a cool story behind it. Fantastic. One of my good friends just made his own guitar, and man, was it a hell of a project. Like you said, that guitar's pretty priceless considering the unforgettable memories attached to it.
And also the time me and him drove for 17 straight hours from Florida to Indiana (and back). That was amazing and at the time I hated it, but looking back on it, it was fuckin awesome.
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ThreadBare said: My father has always been a cool, wonderful, loving father. Even when we would disagree -- especially when I was a teen -- I knew that I could talk to him, at least.
Definitely valuable, considering it was your teen years. Thnakfully you valued his input, unlike many teens.
Some fond memories:
1) Riding in his cab, when he was a cab driver. 2) Answering the phone, "Yes," when he would call but strangely, would only do so when it would be him calling. (this was before caller ID) He found that hard to believe, but it was true.
3) Climbing onto his chair and patting his bald spot. Surely, he's had the last laugh on that one...
4) And, talking. I'm thankful that, even now, I can call him up and get his opinion about stuff. I thank God for my dad. He rocks. These are great. Thanks so much for sharing.Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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INSATIABLE said: Serious said:
My dad had multiple sclerosis too. He hadn't been diagnosed before I was born, but he already had the first symptons, but didn't want to believe it I guess. It got worse when he had a car accident when I was two and he nearly died of complications, but he survived. I remember how much I missed him during the 6 months he was in hospital then. At that time children weren't allowed to visit their parents in hospital, but the nurses allowed me to do so 2 times and I vividly remember him lying in bed with a blindfold the first time and sitting in a wheelchair the second time. I was using the armrest as a street for my little matchbox cars I had with me and he was smiling at me. He had to stop working which must have been hard for him as he had been quite successful in his career. He was a wonderful dad and a very special man. Even 20 years after he had stopped wrking his former working collegues were telling that they nver had another boss who was as fair and nice as he had been. He died some days before I turned 26 and he always had tried to stay positive during all the times he was suffering . I wish I could be as positive as he was when times are hard in my life.
I wish I could too. What an incredibly strong man.
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I realized only later how strong he was. He alway appeared weak to me because he was so ill while all the others dads were strong and healthy .With a very special thank you to Tina: Is hammer already absolute, how much some people verändern...ICH hope is never so I will be! And if, then I hope that I would then have wen in my environment who joins me in the A.... | |
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blessings to all..
my baby girl lives in the US..im in london..its hard but LOVE IS LOVE!!!  [Edited 6/15/08 17:27pm] "Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily"--BP | |
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i was really close to my dad growing up! he was always there for me! for the last 6 years we haven't been close which hurts me so much! but i have good memories of him taking time to play with me as a kid! | |
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