Happy Father's Day to all my ITBA friends. Glad my dad took me into the outdoors. He was John Wayne to me. 6'4"' WWII Bronze Star Vet. Grew up in the mountains of WV, coal miner at 17 then took the family to Ohio for a better life. 20 years working at Westinghouse. We hunted, fished and played together. Best friend. Thanks Steve
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-- Edited by Redtail on Sunday 15th of June 2014 09:52:55 AM
my daddy was a hard worker and good teacher . ill never forget him telling me three or four time's a day while working together ( better learn something im not going to be around all the time ) I got tired of hearing that < now I would give anything to hear it one more time .
My Dad was my hero. He taught us kids to hunt and fish and shoot bows. I found some of his archery trophies years after he had gotten out of archery. After seeing them I wanted to win some of my own some day to be just like him. I still miss my Dad.
dad was the quietest man i have ever known, if you wanted a conversation with him , you had to start it and keep it going. would'nt say a bad word about anybody. took me hunting and camping in the back of his pickup. we used to watch the world series the first two weeks in oct. , and sharpen our broadheads. now the series are'nt over until nov. i miss him a lot..
My Dad worked a full time job in a factory, another pretty much full time job (without pay) as a preacher. But he ALWAYS had time to teach me the important stuff. I really miss him, there's so much more I think I could have learned.
I wasnt around my dad much, and none at all past age 12 when parents divorced. He taught me nothing, sad but true. years later after I was grown I came to rent his farm, and farm it myself. I milked cows, raised Tobbacco and hay. I came to realize the reason he taught me nothing, was 1) he was never around, and 2) he really didnt know alot ! LOL. His ideas on farming were not exactly spot on. In spite of all that he became ill with pancreatic cancer and passed away in '94. I got to know him better the last 6 months than i had all of my life before hand. Its hard to watch someone go down the way he did, even if you are not that close.I can remember going fishing with dad but 2 times in my whole life, and offered to take him to a paylake a couple months before he passed. He wouldn't do it, didnt believe in paying to fish. I did tell him i loved him just 2 days before he passed, and he was unable to speak. Point is, dont be afraid to say or do the things that need to be done before its too late. I worked alot when my stepkids were growing up, trying to get ahead, which I did, but at what cost ? Now that i'm comfortable I spend as much time with grandkids as possible, and have a 7 year old that shows promise in every endeavor, fishing ,hunting,archery, baseball, he excells at everything. Wonder why ? We get busy, and we get selfish, and the only thing worth living for is to pass on what we know.
