Grandpa / Dad

This page is for my father, He has passed away.

I love you and miss you!!!

A dad is a dad !

He was a “dad” and it was OUR love that made him that!

A Man can try hard to be a dad or he can not try at all.

It is the love of his child that makes him a “DAD”.

Without a child’s love he is not a dad, he is just a man.

The most loving man in the world does not mean his children will love him anymore then an un-loving father.

His children create the type of father he is in their life.

A man can call himself a “dad” but his children dictate the “Dad” in the “Man”

The lessons a dad try’s to teach his child in life are only lessons if the child learns from them.

I now tell my son, As my dad told me and his dad told him.

“Learn from my mistakes, I have already made them”

He probably won’t listen any better than I did!

I had a very rough childhood and did not agree with the way my dad raised me. In the middle of my parents divorce, I lost the joy of being a “child” and became the “Tool”. I had three siblings but suddenly found myself alone. I became the dumping ground for all the bad memories and things he felt.

My brother had a very happy childhood and was very happy with the way my dad raised him.

“I THINK WE BOTH MISS HIM AND LOVE HIM THE SAME”

I feel my brother accredits the man he is today because of the roll my dad played in his life..  

I feel my father had very little to do with the man I have become..

I think we are both very loving and caring fathers but our dad played only the role in our lives that we let him.

The child creates the importance a father will have in his life. My dad did raise me with love, but at his convenience. He tried as he could, in the stage of his life that I fit into.

As a man who could not find one thing he could “NOT DO” he lacked the ability to “focus”

I now find myself struggling with the ability to "focus”, although I am still Endlessly searching for my “life career”. My fathers Intelligence has gifted me the ability to be so multi talented that I have yet to find something I can not do, and do very well.

The inability to fit as an integral gear into society leaves me feeling lost at times. But when I am working on any of my many capable tasks, I find myself thanking this great man for his genius.

The vastly faceted chaotic structure that I now live, is mirrored from my father’s illusive final destiny

If I can do half as much by my end as he has done, I will feel very accomplished.

He was the type of man, that if he gathered together all of his talents and focused them into one thing, he could have put shame to Einstein.

His greatest fear was to succeed the lives of his children,

We all thought he would!

All the things that people think are important in life besides the love of someone you care about have really no importance at all. No amount of “Money” or stacks of “Things” can stop the pain and sorrow, for the loss of a simple touch or smile of a loved one.

People talk of “ Regret” when someone passes close to them, maybe a bad fight or disagreement and before you can mend those feelings someone passes. people tell you to fix your problems with them or you will have “Regret”

I feel “Regret” everyday!! Not for a fight or something on bad terms or even lack of time. I feel regret for not spending everyday with him!! Bad times or good times, it is my love for my father that makes him important to me.

When someone you love passes, it is hard to think of the bad times. The love in your heart only sees the good, there might be flashes of disappointment or hurt but those are just sparks to the flame of your entire relationship.. If I really wanted to think of the bad I could, but everyday unconsciously only the love for my father flashes through my head.  no matter how bad the BAD was..

In the end, I loved my father dearly, I will miss him forever!!!!