Dads
We all have a dad. Somewhere or deceased. Some of us were lucky and had fathers that filled the role and gave us good things to live by. Others were not so good or even there. The job of being a parent cannot be understated or more important. WHen you observe children for four decades you can see the impact that parenting makes, either good or bad. Ideally, kids have two of them. Single parenting has to be the most difficult job on earth. Nowadays some children may have two dads or two moms. Most importantly is having parent(s) that love the child and support the kid through life’s obstacles growing into adulthood.
I was extremely lucky to have my dad. It became more apparent when I discovered two of my best friends had their fathers for a very short amount of time. Dad was born in 1930 so he met Civil War and WW1 vets. He was the youngest so maybe spoiled somewhat. And the only son as his older brother died when he was 2 yrs old. He always worked at something and finally realized his dream of owning a marina for fishermen to visit for bait, tackle, gas and whatever other fishing stuff he could sell them. THis was close to his favorite fishing areas. I can still hear my dad answer the phone with either, “Tell me a story” or “What have you done right?” And then we discussed my work or the Gators or fishing, who he talked to on the phone or what he cooked last night.
To his last year on earth he still referred to his parents as momma and daddy. He will always be my daddy. He was always there when I needed him and taught me how to work hard, be independent (still working on that) and be there for friends and family.
Today I'm gonna meet a dad we recently found out about. His name is Russell and he is the grandfather to my two youngest kids. And like the grandfather to my oldest two he is a veteran of a war. And was written about in a book about that war. The book with Russell in it is fascinating and if mostly fact we are lucky he is still with us.