I never could figure out why my Dad physically abused my younger brother and yet he was partial to him over me.
My Bro also physically abused his son and I don't know if it stopped there or not???
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I never could figure out why my Dad physically abused my younger brother and yet he was partial to him over me.
My Bro also physically abused his son and I don't know if it stopped there or not???
LOL every boy somewhere down the line deserves a good smack on the but.....I got those too when I was growing up.....that was all part of my disipline.....never gotten beatin but .......got told a couple of times.....and every time I earned them.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bug
Great for you to break that chain.........2 thumbs up
Got a few of those as well myself. It didn't take to many warm fanny's to figure out when dad said to do something he meant NOW, not when I felt like it. ;) :LOL:Quote:
Originally Posted by RadRidesByDan
I never feared my dad. If I got a whipping from him I deserved it and knew it. My mother was 5'2'' and almost 100 pounds. I FEARED HER!!! It did not matter how big or tall I got. She would tell me "come over by this bed so I can slap you". She to me meant business! There was a lot of trouble I did not get into because I knew I would have to answer to her! My friends were afraid of her too! She is 87 still driving playing cards and going to the Legion weekly.
I'm not sure what I owe my dad other then a quick Irish temper and the fact that I'm fairly tall. It wasn't that he was a bad person, it's just that he couldn't do what I can and will do with tools. I think that any mechanical ability was in his genes as his brother was a tool/hands on 'genius' as was his father and my mother's father. Job/professional life did kind of parallel his - he managed the construction of new GE plants, I did similar with new power plants.
My dad taught me that when Mama's not happy, nobody's happy .......... loved him deeply, lost him way too early :(:(
This thread was also poorly presented.I "tried" to be funny with the Corvair post and failed.I watch it develop into some painful memories for some of the members I respect and care alot about.I was thinking to just let it run it's course,but with the result of the Reno thread,I thought I should say here as well how sorry I am to have started this thread.
I thought I was starting a thread about Dads that taught us how to wrench on cars.Well that is what I meant to say anyways.I promise to all of you that I will be more careful in the future.Sorry guys.
Gary - threads go their way sometimes regardless of how well (or poorly)it's presented. Don't sweat them as we all tend to do a hijack even if we do understand what you meant to say. We aren't judged by these ramblings - it's usually fun and most folks don't get that worked up (but there HAVE been a couple of occasions:LOL::LOL:)
Nothing to be sorry about, not all Dads are created equal and it appears that most of the guys that responded had kind and caring fathers. It's sad that we weren't all so lucky or fortunate.
yep gary i understand .. i would really like to say what my life been with out my first dad in my life we lost him at the age of 39. my step dad we lost this year early this spring from cancer .i really did not think i should let go on this open forum has some things should be private but i wanted to :) still alot of things in my life to work threw and try to under stand and may never will
Yeah, Gary, don't feel bad, this was actually a very interesting subject. The one lesson we should take from it is that we don't have to duplicate some of the flaws our Parents exhibited when we raise our own kids. We can learn not only the good things our Parents taught us, but also some of the not so good things we saw. No instruction manual comes with kids, and we can only do the best we can with the tools we were given.
My own Sons remind me occasionally of dumb things I did when they were young, and some of it embarrasses me. But at the time it seemed appropriate and I guess it worked because they both turned out to be good, productive human beings. But they will probably only use some of the better traits I had when teaching their own kids, and will not make some of the same mistakes they saw me make.
It's called LIFE, I guess. :)
Don
my son and i dont talk because of something i did ....
My Dad taught me two things...#1... After age 50 never trust a fart....#2... Never waste a woody.
Jack.
My father taught me to not borrow things, because when you do they break.
I borrowed something once and it broke. I should have bought it instead.
Gary, Great thread despite what your intentions were. As stated these threads take a life on of their own some times and that is not a bad thing.
Pops taught me how to shake a mans hand and be sincere and look them in the eye when I do it. He also taught me to respect women and to be as honest as possible because lies can ruin trust. Pops taught me how to be a man and I appreciate it. Ive had the best mentor a man could ask for. Thank you pops.
He taught me that homemade halloween costumes are not always better (especially the werewolf mask made out of bondo that burnt Dan's face a bit).
He taught me not to drag my wife or girlfriend out in the snow and cold to tow a car home with a tow strap. She will tow you home much faster than you like. :)
He also taught me that wearing shorts when welding is not a good idea:) (yet he still does it)
He also taught me that at a very young age that if you can't install a distributor better than him (without being 180 degrees out) to shut up and not poke fun at him when he does it accidentally wrong! His exact words to Dan and I were "Well if you can do it better than you do it" Too funny:D
He also taught me to not demonstrate to your kids that "this is how the indians did it" while hoisting Dan on his shoulders and crossing a small snow covered stream at a Fort in Pa. Immediately after he said that he fell in with Dan. The VW Beetle heater did not quite get him warmer on the way home.
And last but not least he taught me not to play with fire by taking a piece of newspaper and dragging it behind his 68 Mustang drag car in the back yard to "watch it burn". Good lesson taught with an upper radiator hose on my backside when he caught me doing it.