Oh man... TGIK

I have forgiven him, he died in 1997 and I hardly ever think of him anymore, but....

He killed his first wife, he killed animals, he molested his step son, the neighbor girl, he beat and yelled, and drank, and everyone hated him. He was a bully and a coward. Everyone left him, except me. I finally struck back at age 15. I was a giant by then and towered over him, he beat me in a chess game, and gave that insane guffaw of his, and said I was retard. I smashed my fist into his hand so hard I broke 3 bones in it. He screamed. I said, you are done picking on me, touch me again, and I'll beat you to death. He stayed cowed around me for the rest of his life after that - about 25 years.

Here is my tribute to good old dad. Your still alive but NOT living.

Your missing out on knowing the best son you will ever have.

Goodbye Dad.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49aUJMsK05c

PS. I have listened to this song for the last time with regret. I listen to it with peace in my heart knowing dad messed up NOT me.

ok.. this song is for my dad then..

My Dad died suddenly the week of Christmas in 1991. He was 66. As I grew up there were numerous times he hit,punched or shook me. I tried hard to please him and to do what a little boy thinks he should to be good and do right. More often than not, it wasn't good enough. As was posted earlier here, perps seem to have a radar for us and we show up loud and clear. Mine did.It wasn't all hatred and violence all the time. My birthday was remembered. Family holidays were usually good, some great. But those were the only days it was calm. School games or performances were never attended by my folks. Wish they would have, they would have seen a boy do an academy performance. But since they didn't deem it worthy of their time, they missed it. Kind of glad he left when I was 10.