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BIGSHOVEL i have been doing so well...then I read your post and it struck a nerve, I broke down. The last thing we said to each other was "I love You". I too watched this iron man lose little battles with age and I knew this time would come, but the loss I feel is massive. I come here walk around looking for comfort that can't be found. I surf the net, walk out to the barn, play with the dogs and everything I do just floods my mind with memories. He never understood my love of knives. He ALWAYS carried a pocket knife-an Old Timer 34OT- and the main blade was always broken at the tip. I have that knife in my pocket now...man it hurts.
I find myself saying things and thinking, "That sounded like something Daddy would say". He was always right too...man that pissed me off when I was a teenager! Didn't he get the memo that I was all knowing?? He wasn't perfect and he fought his demons, but they never came between us. He never raised his hand to a woman and God forbid if someone cursed around my mom or step mom. He would let them know real quick that a lady was in the room and to show respect. He taught me how to be a dad to my 5 daughters and I never let a day go by without saying I love you.
My brother and I are going down to the pond and he'll start a fire with flint and steel-he's good at that- and I'll make some cowboy coffee and we'll raise a glass to Dad. I hope he was half as proud of me as I am of him. I am indeed honored to be called his son...Jim
I find myself saying things and thinking, "That sounded like something Daddy would say". He was always right too...man that pissed me off when I was a teenager! Didn't he get the memo that I was all knowing?? He wasn't perfect and he fought his demons, but they never came between us. He never raised his hand to a woman and God forbid if someone cursed around my mom or step mom. He would let them know real quick that a lady was in the room and to show respect. He taught me how to be a dad to my 5 daughters and I never let a day go by without saying I love you.
My brother and I are going down to the pond and he'll start a fire with flint and steel-he's good at that- and I'll make some cowboy coffee and we'll raise a glass to Dad. I hope he was half as proud of me as I am of him. I am indeed honored to be called his son...Jim
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