Hey,

I'll state the obvious up front, it's dangerous being a man in your family, life expectancy is short, tragically short.

So sad to have been taken so soon, never to enjoy the bounty or peace that comes with age. Looking into the face of your progeny and seeing a bit of your DNA knowing that you live forever thru them.

And as tragic as all that sounds, it's pale in comparison to those left behind to suffer and struggle in the aftermath of lost and pain.

It kinda sounds like your father had a double does of abandonment and abuse all rolled up in one. We carry our scars both seen and unseen, it is what we do with them, or better yet, what we allow them to do with us, that separates the joyfully from scorned, the peaceful from pained.

As twilight befalls him, I hope he finds peace with all that he has let slip through his fingers. There is a sad lesson to learn from the land of violence, that which is most valuable is the hardest to hold and can only be held with the most gentlest of touch.

The TV generation, thankfully I escaped that, (the time I was allowed in, I was confined to my "room" and spend it mostly reading), but I know many that have suffered the TV babysitter. There's a lot to be said about the damage it does to a developing mind. Half hearty we joke about broadcasting all that garbage for the universe to see, just how stupid we can be in 30 minutes or less.

Grandpa called it a idiot box, but Grandma had a couple of soap operas she scheduled her day around.

It's never babbling baby, there's meaning an reasoning to it all, if only we listen.

Take care and caution in hardening that heart of yours love, nothing good every comes of emotional murder, the problems it creates is always greater than the lost or pain we try to avoid.

Therapy session ? Funny it use to be called friendship, it's the real lost in all this politically correctness bull$hit, honesty and openness is tragically lost and with it the chance of self exploration and discovery.

Most hide behind a cartoon caricatures of societies creation, observed and incorporated into the psych (safe, bland and boring) to substitute for what a real personality might be. Little robots in automation. Such a crime to waste such a valuable gift form God. I was quick to pick up on your honesty, with your 18 know nothing post. Few dare to go there, but only the brave and bold, survive and thrive. :-)

Farthest, the North Sea delivering a semisubmersible drilling rig, and off the coast of brazil setting up a drilling platform. After I blew out my back in 92 which ended my rude crude oil field dude days, I jumped in a big rig and travelled all over the lower 48s.

I was born under a wandering star with a itchy foot, and a burning desire to see what lies over the next mountain top. :-)

Hey,

I'll state the obvious up front, it's dangerous being a man in your family, life expectancy is short, tragically short.

So sad to have been taken so soon, never to enjoy the bounty or peace that comes with age. Looking into the face of your progeny and seeing a bit of your DNA knowing that you live forever thru them.

And as tragic as all that sounds, it's pale in comparison to those left behind to suffer and struggle in the aftermath of lost and pain.

It kinda sounds like your father had a double does of abandonment and abuse all rolled up in one. We carry our scars both seen and unseen, it is what we do with them, or better yet, what we allow them to do with us, that separates the joyfully from scorned, the peaceful from pained.

As twilight befalls him, I hope he finds peace with all that he has let slip through his fingers. There is a sad lesson to learn from the land of violence, that which is most valuable is the hardest to hold and can only be held with the most gentlest of touch.

The TV generation, thankfully I escaped that, (the time I was allowed in, I was confined to my "room" and spend it mostly reading), but I know many the have suffered the TV babysitter. There's a lot to be said about the damage it does to a developing mind. Half hearty we joke about broadcasting all that garbage for the universe to see just how stupid we can be in 30 minutes or less.

Grandpa called it a idiot box, but Grandma had a couple of soap operas she scheduled her day around.

It's never babbling baby, there's meaning an reasoning to it all, if only we listen.

Take care and caution in hardening that heart of yours love, nothing good every comes of emotional murder, the problems it creates is always greater than the lost we try to avoid.

Therapy session ? Funny it use to be called friendship, it's the real lost of all this political correctness bull$hit, honesty and openness is lost and with it the chance of really exploring self.

Most hide behind a cartoon caricatures of societies creation, observed and incorporated into the psych to substitute for what a real personality might be. Little robots in automation. Such a crime to waste such a valuable gift. I was quick to pick up on your honesty, with your 18 know nothing post. Few dare to go there, but only the brave thrive. :-)

Farthest, the North Sea delivering a semisubmersible drilling rig, and off the coast of brazil setting up a drilling platform. After I blew out my back in 92 which ended my rude crude oil field dude days, I jumped in a big rig and travelled all over the lower 48s.

I was born under a wandering star with a itchy foot.

Hey,

I'll state the obvious up front, it's dangerous being a man in your family, life expectancy is short, tragically short.

So sad to have been taken so soon, never to enjoy the bounty or peace that comes with age. Looking into the face of your progeny and seeing a bit of your DNA knowing that you live forever thru them.

And as tragic as all that sounds, it's pale in comparison to those left behind to suffer and struggle in the aftermath of lost and pain.

It kinda sounds like your father had a double does of abandonment and abuse all rolled up in one. We carry our scars both seen and unseen, it is what we do with them, or better yet, what we allow them to do with us, that separates the joyfully from scorned, the peaceful from pained.

As twilight befalls him, I hope he finds peace with all that he has let slip through his fingers. There is a sad lesson to learn from the land of violence, that which is most valuable is the hardest to hold and can only be held with the most gentlest of touch.

The TV generation, thankfully I escaped that, (the time I was allowed in, I was confined to my "room" and spend it mostly reading), but I know many the have suffered the TV babysitter. There's a lot to be said about the damage it does to a developing mind. Half hearty we joke about broadcasting all that garbage for the universe to see just how stupid we can be in 30 minutes or less.

Grandpa called it a idiot box, but Grandma had a couple of soap operas she scheduled her day around.

It's never babbling baby, there's meaning an reasoning to it all, if only we listen.

Take care and caution in hardening that heart of yours love, nothing good every comes of emotional murder, the problems it creates is always greater than the lost we try to avoid.

Therapy session ? Funny it use to be called friendship, it's the real lost of all this political correctness bull$hit, honest and openness is lost and with it the chance of really exploring self.

Most hide behind a cartoon caricatures of societies creation, observed and incorporated into the psych to substitute for what a real personality might be. Little robots in automation. Such a crime to waste such a valuable gift. I was quick to pick up on your honesty, with your 18 know nothing post. Few dare to go there, but only the brave thrive. :-)

Farthest, the North Sea delivering a semisubmersible drilling rig, and off the coast of brazil setting up a drilling platform. After I blew out my back in 92 which ended my rude crude oil field dude days, I jumped in a big rig and travelled all over the lower 48s.

I was born under a wandering star with a itchy foot.