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My father died 9 days after his 46th birthday on Jan. 21, 1968 - 45 years ago. Still miss him and often think of all the questions I should have asked ... but was too young to care ..
My father died 9 days after his 46th birthday on Jan. 21, 1968 - 45 years ago. Still miss him and often think of all the questions I should have asked ... but was too young to care ..
Hi ceg0720....I agree with you 100%. I think back on both of my parents who are now gone, and wish I could ask more about our ancestry, life experiences, etc. I guess at a young age, I didn't even think about those sort of things. Now, as an adult of 63, how I wish I could finally ask all the important stuff.
I'm just grateful for parents that loved me and instilled in me all of the qualities, values and morals that I have today.
Me too, tn. I did ask my dad questions about his side of the family but I still have more now! I wish I had asked my mother more questions than I did too. C'est la vie.
I'm sorry for your loss, and I understand it will hurt forever.
The fact that you think of your father so much still shows how much you loved him, even when you were too young to "care" to ask the big questions.
I believe our loved ones are waiting for us on the other side. I'm sure your father will be open to questions then.
My dad has been gone for 43 years. The hurt is not so much now. I was able to help my mom for 23 years before she passed on. She had taken care of me for 20 years when I got married so I felt that I helped some paying for my up bringing.
I believe you lmw about dad waiting for me, that is why I am putting off seeing him anytime soon. LOL
My dad was always hollaring, "dammit, come here and hold for me, or dammit, this thing quit working, see if you can fix it!" It wasn't until I started school did I find out my name wasn't dammit.
I wasn't as close to my father who died before his 51st birthday about 20 years ago. He was a real jerk to me and I made him cry when I confronted him for all the lousy things he said and did to me. Although he apologized, I told him he was too late.
My dad was always hollaring, "dammit, come here and hold for me, or dammit, this thing quit working, see if you can fix it!" It wasn't until I started school did I find out my name wasn't dammit.
I wasn't as close to my father who died before his 51st birthday about 20 years ago. He was a real jerk to me and I made him cry when I confronted him for all the lousy things he said and did to me. Although he apologized, I told him he was too late.
When I was 6 years old, my dad would give me a nickle for every time I would swim the river we lived on across and back. Come to think about it, he still owes me the money. <grin>
I started my genealogy when I retired 15 years ago. Found out my grandfather on finding his wife was pregnant, sent her a letter which I have stating he thought they should go their seperate ways. Later while transcribing my moms day books, I found that my dad had told my mom the same thing. Of course it didn't happen as I have twin brothers 9 years younger. But it was always a chore for me to break my dad into being a family man.
There is usually reasons that people act a certain way. We don't always know the reason until we have to walk in their shoes. IMO
Sorry you had that kind of life Mavin.
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