Hi, my fraternal brother.
Well, I guess that just maybe i'm was a lucky boy after all. After reading all about what dads were capable of doing to their sons.
I do not recall ever seeing a dad. but I had a sister 3 years younger. A miracle birth?
Fresh memories have come to my concious mind in these last few weeks. I remember a step-relative, of sorts telling me many years ago that I had indeed had seen my father, in fact i had even served him coffee many times in my step uncles restaurant as a boy between 8-14 years old.
He(my father) never told me who he was, and I don't have a clue on what he might have looked like. Just why my uncle never told me who he was, I don't know. And why my father never told me who he was, i'll never know.
Fathers day, as far as my dad/father is concerned is a non day. Just as "mothers" day is a non day for me.
Just another Sunday on my trek to being a survivor.
For those of you that did have great dads. Celebrate it & cherish it.
Heal well, my fraternal brothers, heal well.
"I will take that lost boys hand, and I will lead him from the depths of darkness, into the sunshine, forever into eternity." As he is me.
Working Boys' Home 10-14 yrs old, grades 5-8. 1949-1953
A very humble alumni of the WOR Dahlonega, GA.
May 15-17 2009, Alta, Sep. 2009. Sequoia, 2010.
Hope Springs, 2010.