How successful do you think your father was at raising you?

#1 a D-

#2 an F

#3 a C

#4 an F-

Yes, my mother was… well, not awesome.

My parents were young, not wealthy, but worked hard. They stayed together and gave me a great life. Dad taught me how to be a man, a father, and the value of hard work. He’s a great man.

Dad didnt teach me crap. Had to learn everything on my own, turned out prettyyyy damn good if I do say so myself. All my psychiatrists and my other personalities will agree with me.

Father - F

Grandfather - A

A-

Made incredible sacrifices for our family and worked tirelessly to provide for us. We wanted for nothing. Set a great example of how to be a loving and loyal husband. Never cursed. Never drank a lot around us. Emphasized the value of education.

Didn't really show a lot of emotion and remains very stoic to this day. A great man all in all.

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He STILL gave his life to Christ at 77 years old.

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Wow. That brought a tear to my eye. God is so good.

B

Dad was over the road truck driver, so would be gone a lot. Missed lots of birthday, games etc. However when he was home, he made the most of his time with us. He was an owner-operator most of my youth and because of that he had the ability to shut it down when he wanted. He never missed Thanksgiving and Christmas. And would always shut down at some point in the summer for us to take a vacation. But other than that he was on the road. He was strict but never abusive. I never once have doubted that my father loved me.

Unfortunately by the time I was about 14, he became addicted to Meth. Over the next couple years, my parents marriage deteriorated and home life became pretty bad. My mom was a piece of shite and used his Meth induced paranoia to manipulate him. As soon as I graduated I left home. They eventually divorced. She found internet love and ran off to Ohio with some dude. He completely fell apart. I kept trying to get him help but to no avail. After I had children, I eventually cut ties with him because I didn’t want my children around that environment. Eventually he hooked up with some other crackhead who convinced him they should start cooking their own Meth. She got picked up on some other bullshite and turn over my Dad for reduced sentence. He spent 5 years in prison. He was able to kick the habit while inside. By sheer luck he met a guy with a fledgling construction company needing someone to help haul heavy equipment. Hired my dad and over the next 15 years company quadrupled in size and my dad was like #3 on the totem pole. He and I have since reconnected and have had a strong relationship since. He is now remarried,and involved in mine, his grandchildren, and now great grandchildren’s lives. He is 74 and still working.

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He did everything he could with what he had. I was rich as frick growing up.

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Sounds like a good man to me.

His lack of fatherly guidance made me a better father. I swore I'd never be away from my kids, where they lived I would be. We moved so much as kids that I also swore that my kids would be raised in one place. Ive been able to do that, give them a solid home life...friends they've had since they were young.

Sorry to hear they are gone.