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Meanwhile most moms would have just wrapped them in bubble wrap and kept them in the house or in a safe crate.
Awesome! Dad reflexes saved my butt many a time.
Eh,me dad has been dead a few years now.He taught me situational awareness both locally and world wide to best of ability,not bad for a finance guy with no military training.He taught me the value of education whether school or school of life.He was a generous man in many ways and had ticket connections and even though grew up in a rich town/lifestyle a few friends had come from just getting by homes,he would get them concert tix also,usually best in the house,great memories!
Me dad had some flaws(a few pretty bad) so I also learned(or tried)what not to do/be,not always successfully!
As Star learned me dad was also a bow tie guy,his trade mark when written up and photoed in Fortune/Business week ect. when those rags mattered before the net and all.
Yep,even when not perfect,having a dad is a great thing:
Thanks and RIP Dad!
Same here ! My dad taught me situation awareness before most ever heard of it. He had to learn it to Stay alive. I think about him every day.
AmeriKan women always get what they want. This is what women wanted. If they didn’t want fatherlessness, they wouldn’t have it. It exist because that what women want. A sperm donor and a check for 18 years.
Father not included.
And even those who get married often throw away a perfectly acceptable husband (by any reasonable standard), falling victims to the Eat, Pray, Love romanticism. I’ve seen it a million times. 85% of divorces are initiated by women.
They aren’t “Fatherless.”
The government is their Father …
So, the ‘Framing’ should be, “This is What Happens When Your Father is the Government.”
In the pre-seatbelt days of my early youth my dad’s reflex was his arm thrown across the front of my sister and me if the front seat of his ’59 F100 in case he had to make a quick stop.