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I’ll share that while I didn’t have the ideal home (parents divorced at my age 2), I always had my dad. I still do and I have his back.

He had the constant pressures I’ve. Personally, let overwhelm me. Some of that must be genetic. But I digress.

His efforts were sometimes clearly futile and could have been redirected to better spend time with us, but he was always there. He has always been there for all of us.

I could and can talk to him about anything. We have always been able to hug and say I love you. I don’t think I’ve ever ended a phone call without a sincere “I love you.” I don’t think I ever saw him in person and not left with a big hug. No one is perfect. But a man will be there.

I couldn’t imagine a life where I didn’t have this big proud man to talk to. Not perfect, but more than enough.

He’s never been afraid to admit his own errors. He’s never not forgiven me for my mistakes.

I told him all this tonight. Not the first time, but it always matters.

I’ll share that while I didn’t have the ideal home (parents divorced at my age 2), I always had my dad. I still do and I have his back. He had the constant pressures I’ve. Personally, let overwhelm me. Some of that must be genetic. But I digress. His efforts were sometimes clearly futile and could have been redirected to better spend time with us, but he was always there. He has always been there for all of us. I could and can talk to him about anything. We have always been able to hug and say I love you. I don’t think I’ve ever ended a phone call without a sincere “I love you.” I don’t think I ever saw him in person and not left with a big hug. No one is perfect. But a man will be there. I couldn’t imagine a life where I didn’t have this big proud man to talk to. Not perfect, but more than enough. He’s never been afraid to admit his own errors. He’s never not forgiven me for my mistakes. I told him all this tonight. Not the first time, but it always matters.

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[–] • 2 pts

Sounds like the kind of guy that makes the white race so strong. Given a shit hand, yet he kept trying, and ultimately made the world better.

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Given a shit hand, yet he kept trying, and ultimately made the world better.
Well, "I" like to think he did. He was well liked and decent. What more can you ask of someone? He actually even saved a guy once from either serious injury or death. They used to load boxcars at night with pallets of roofing shingles. Guy stopped his Jitney on the ramp and went back to get something he dropped but didn't secure the thing. It started rolling back and was going to crush the guy against the wall. My Dad saw this and gave the guy a huge push at the last second. The Jitney slammed into the wall pinning my Dad there at the arm. When they got it off him he nearly bled out. It took (if I remember correctly now) over 100 stitches to close him up and save his life. His arm was "ok" later on but never right again. He never complained, never cussed the guy out and never went looking for a hero parade. Just as well since the shit bum company never gave him anything for it past paying the hospital bill anyway.

[–] • 2 pts

And now we get niggers looking for handouts after their retard mom stands in front of an airplane engine.

Make America great again….

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Yup. years later I had something similar happen to me. Band I was in used to rent monthly space at a warehouse in New Jersey. 1 particularly hot summer I went in on a Sunday with a diverter to put on the AC unit they put through wall. They put it up so high the air wouldn't come down So I was going to mount the diverter on it and a fan under THAT to push the cold air around. I didn't bother to go looking for a ladder ( 1st mistake). I rolled a Peavey bass stack over and climbed up on that. (2nd mistake). I didn't check to see if the casters were all facing the same way. They WERE (3rd mistake). I shifted my feet up there just a bit and down it went. No rocking no warning just down. Many years in the Martial Arts taught me how to fall but when I went to kick out my legs, my right one got stuck in the top cone because the grille was off and I rode it to the floor falling across the leg in a sitting position and shattering the Tibia and Fibula in one loud almighty crack. Leg had to be reconstructed with a permanent rod in the Tib from the knee on down. Its caused me a shit ton of pain over the decades as well as costing me my LEFT hip because I ground it away by having all my mechanics ruined with the frigged up leg. I never once even THOUGHT about suing anyone. The owners were shocked, even offered me their lawyers info. I said no. Non one put me on the amp. No one told me NOT to go look for a ladder, (sadly there WAS one right down the hall) and no one told me to go in there in the first place and fuck with the AC. It was MY fault and I've owned ever since and my ONLY regrets are that I did this to myself.