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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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Brother I feel this. I lost one grandpa when I was a baby. No memories. My other grandpa, my paw-paw, was a man I idolized. It’s been a decade, and I constantly lean on trying to be like him. I can’t forget speaking at his funeral. I’ve never been so vulnerable and honest.

[–] • 2 pts

Cheers, Brother. Remember them and raise one if you partake.

[–] • 2 pts (edited )

I lost my Dad at 15. He was an amazing guy; he taught me how to drive manual, shoot guns, sharpen knifes and axes, told me what he expected reasonably, showed me how to farm, was religious, White and honorable. He was never abusive. I wish he was still alive.

He died at 38. I can't believe I'm almost getting to his age in 7 years.

[–] • 2 pts

15? That’s not fair.

[–] • 1 pt

Traffic accident. He was hit by an impaired driver running a stop sign.