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Post by Sketcher2 on Aug 4, 2017 2:43:04 GMT
My favorite memory with my dad was when I was 12 years old and he would take us to the lake to ride our bikes together around the lake. Those were one of the best memories with my dad.
What about you?
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Post by David on Aug 4, 2017 2:51:03 GMT
Not knowing him therefore I am unable to say Fleurette
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Post by Hercules on Aug 4, 2017 11:47:43 GMT
1) He taught me how to catch a ball when I was eight. 2) Over the course of living with him for ten years he taught me what a man is by being my role model. 3) When he visited me last time in my country I asked him "what is a man" and he gave a memorable answer.
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Post by sue13 on Aug 6, 2017 20:07:09 GMT
Sitting around the laminex kitchen table drinking cups of chai (tea) and listening to his stories about his travels in the middle east <3
This was not my biological father but my Poppa who raised me.
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Post by David on Aug 14, 2017 16:55:44 GMT
I did meet my biological Father once in 1951 aged five
but can't remember much about the occasion
other than he had blond hair and a beard...
on reflection I suspect that was due to his Danish
country of origin.
He and my mother never married hence my mothers maiden name
became my surname and not Hoffgard which was his.
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Post by walterchang on Aug 15, 2017 1:05:35 GMT
My father was strict with me When I was nine or ten and even he would beat me when I was naughty. When I was 12 years old, he got severe ill and stayed in hospital for half a year. after he recovered, he was never beat me till I went to college.
After I got mentally ill, my father help me a lot with my job. ect.
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Post by nadalama on Aug 15, 2017 20:11:43 GMT
I grew up with a stepfather from the age of 6 to 15. Stepfather did not work out for my mother or me. Did not meet my biological dad until I was 41 years old. He was living with a woman who was hostile toward me and my children, so I only saw him a handful of times. I read on the Internet a few years ago that he died in 2008 - his "current" family did not let me know.
It is so difficult, if you don't grow up with someone in your life, to establish a relationship with them later on. I have three half-sisters and a half-brother who could be family to me, but I just cannot form the habit of keeping in touch with them. They knew about me, though, and I would love to ask why no one told me when my father died.
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Post by Hercules on Aug 16, 2017 5:33:20 GMT
Yes I can see that being hurtful. Perhaps it wasn't deliberate some people are self absorbed and don't think of others.
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Post by walterchang on Aug 16, 2017 6:14:15 GMT
My father now is 70 years old and it is time for me to look after him.
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