When we were traveling to Alaska back in '53 on the early Alcan Highway we stopped somewhere to eat breakfast, I was around 2 years old. They put some mush in front of me and for some reason I wouldn't eat it, my dad was irate and took me out behind the shack and paddled me...I ate the mush.
Years later I was around 15 or 16, a buddy and I had been exploring a cave in the nearby mountains and were late getting back by hours, my mother was beside herself and about ready to call the Sheriff's Posse when we came into view. All she said was "You wait for your father to get home." He came home late as usual and I met him at the door, he said "Are you OK?" I said "Yes Sir" He said "Is Jeff OK?" I said "Yes Sir" and BAM he gave me the back of his hand and sent me sprawling in the coat closet. He picked me up and said "You know why I did that?" I said "No Sir" He said "Because I love you."
Thats it, the only two times I think I ever really upset my dad, we didn't spend alot of time together until I moved in with him after having had enough of my mother, we had that much in common. We lived together in his little batchelor pad behind his office, it was great...we were both lousy housekeepers and once had a cantalope plant growing out of the sink that neither one of us had the heart to pull out, it finally grew out of the sink and was heading for the light coming through the window, my girlfriend had trouble with the blocked sink and pulled it out while trying to clean up the kitchen. That was the best time I had with my dad, we batched together for close to a year, ate alot of t.v. dinners.
Years later I was around 15 or 16, a buddy and I had been exploring a cave in the nearby mountains and were late getting back by hours, my mother was beside herself and about ready to call the Sheriff's Posse when we came into view. All she said was "You wait for your father to get home." He came home late as usual and I met him at the door, he said "Are you OK?" I said "Yes Sir" He said "Is Jeff OK?" I said "Yes Sir" and BAM he gave me the back of his hand and sent me sprawling in the coat closet. He picked me up and said "You know why I did that?" I said "No Sir" He said "Because I love you."
Thats it, the only two times I think I ever really upset my dad, we didn't spend alot of time together until I moved in with him after having had enough of my mother, we had that much in common. We lived together in his little batchelor pad behind his office, it was great...we were both lousy housekeepers and once had a cantalope plant growing out of the sink that neither one of us had the heart to pull out, it finally grew out of the sink and was heading for the light coming through the window, my girlfriend had trouble with the blocked sink and pulled it out while trying to clean up the kitchen. That was the best time I had with my dad, we batched together for close to a year, ate alot of t.v. dinners.
