My dad was a complicated man. People were scared of his temper but on the other hand he loved the wildflowers in the fields around Sacramento. He could be mean and sarcastic but at heart he was a nice guy. He was a violent drunk but he never laid a hand on my mom or me or my sisters in my whole life. A hard worker who played hard too. He wasn’t tall and he self-admittedly wasn’t the greatest looking guy, but he could charm the ladies. A man with only a high school education but he became a surveyor and taught himself trigonometry on the job. He never made great money but he kept us living in one of the most affluent areas in California. He grew up in difficult circumstances and hung around some REAL tough guys but he did everything he could to help me since I first got sick. Yeah, I miss him. If he could see me now I know he would be proud of me and happy for me.
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An excellent example of the type of father many folks would want.
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Before he died on my birthday 8 years ago, he told me that having me and my two sisters was the best thing he ever did in his whole life. Hearing that meant a lot to me.
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