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My dad died 14 years ago today…
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:15 am
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:15 am
Not sure why I’m feeling more sentimental than other anniversaries, but here I am.
Born in 1929 in NE Alabama.
At 15 his father was fined by the truancy officer because he was skipping school. To pay the fine, he forged his birth certificate to get a job at the local steel plant. He worked in this steel plant until he retired at 65. The only time he missed was the 4 year period “our uncle” decided he should help beat back the Chinese in Korea.
As did his dad before him, he had a son (only kid) well into his 40s.
Loved to catch crappie & blue cats.
If the fish weren’t biting, he would look for bobbers in brush piles. I still have a 5 gallon bucket full to the top of these assorted bobbers.
Loved to hunt rabbit, quail, squirrel, and deer.
His favorite hunting/fishing lunch was possum brand sardines & crackers or olive loaf sandwiches. I never acquired a taste for either.
Loved to travel the US by car.
Loved to eat ice cream.
Expert mechanic - both diesel & gas.
Expert welder (his trade).
Very good frame carpenter.
Hard worker.
Never passed by any useful objects on the highway without going back…especially coolers. I still have way too many of these to this day.
Found 2 guns on the highway. One a Remington 742 in 30-06 and one Hawken muzzleloader. Gave both to younger guys who needed hunting guns.
Was nicknamed “Shackle jaw” (shack for short) by his plant coworker baws.
He was a really great dancer. He and my mom would go swing dancing a few times per year and steal the show.
He would do this thing where he would get on his knees and switch from knee to knee very quickly before jumping up. It was especially impressive for a man in his 70s.
Never left anyone in need of help.
Once while pumping gas, he got into a conversation with an unknown trucker headed to NOLA with a load of Katrina supplies. He decided to help out, so he left his truck at the station, hopped in the semi, and was gone for over a week.
Never met a stranger.
Pretty damn good dad if you ask me.
Born in 1929 in NE Alabama.
At 15 his father was fined by the truancy officer because he was skipping school. To pay the fine, he forged his birth certificate to get a job at the local steel plant. He worked in this steel plant until he retired at 65. The only time he missed was the 4 year period “our uncle” decided he should help beat back the Chinese in Korea.
As did his dad before him, he had a son (only kid) well into his 40s.
Loved to catch crappie & blue cats.
If the fish weren’t biting, he would look for bobbers in brush piles. I still have a 5 gallon bucket full to the top of these assorted bobbers.
Loved to hunt rabbit, quail, squirrel, and deer.
His favorite hunting/fishing lunch was possum brand sardines & crackers or olive loaf sandwiches. I never acquired a taste for either.
Loved to travel the US by car.
Loved to eat ice cream.
Expert mechanic - both diesel & gas.
Expert welder (his trade).
Very good frame carpenter.
Hard worker.
Never passed by any useful objects on the highway without going back…especially coolers. I still have way too many of these to this day.
Found 2 guns on the highway. One a Remington 742 in 30-06 and one Hawken muzzleloader. Gave both to younger guys who needed hunting guns.
Was nicknamed “Shackle jaw” (shack for short) by his plant coworker baws.
He was a really great dancer. He and my mom would go swing dancing a few times per year and steal the show.
He would do this thing where he would get on his knees and switch from knee to knee very quickly before jumping up. It was especially impressive for a man in his 70s.
Never left anyone in need of help.
Once while pumping gas, he got into a conversation with an unknown trucker headed to NOLA with a load of Katrina supplies. He decided to help out, so he left his truck at the station, hopped in the semi, and was gone for over a week.
Never met a stranger.
Pretty damn good dad if you ask me.
This post was edited on 11/13/21 at 1:26 am
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:25 am to Eli Goldfinger
Sounds like my grandfather. Born in 1933. He would take me to the race at Talladega. We would wait until everyone left and rack up on coolers, sunglasses, etc.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:25 am to Eli Goldfinger
Your pops sounds like he was a fine man….and you are a fine son for remembering him so fondly and not being afraid to tell us about him. That’s really all you can ask is for someone to occasionally think about you when you are gone.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:27 am to Eli Goldfinger
You got a pretty serious "bitch stole my fish" face going on there
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:28 am to Eli Goldfinger
Your dad was 10 years older than mine but they sound a lot alike. Fortunately mine is still alive. I think I’ll go see him tomorrow. Thanks for the reminder and it sounds like your dad was a great guy.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:30 am to Eli Goldfinger
Sounds like a good man. A lot like my papaw was and my dad now. I hope my kids and their friends have men like your dad to look up too. I try but feel as if we will never live up to great men such as your dad, my papaw, so on. Here’s to hoping. You’re a damn fine son to remember him in such a good way.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:38 am to Eli Goldfinger
quote:I like ice cream
Loved to catch crappie & blue cats.
Loved to hunt rabbit, quail, squirrel, and deer.
Loved to travel the US by car.
Loved to eat ice cream.
Expert mechanic - both diesel & gas.
Expert welder (his trade).
Very good frame carpenter.
Hard worker.
Never left anyone in need of help.
Never met a stranger.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:39 am to Eli Goldfinger
I know you are happy to have had him for the time you did. My dad was also born in 1929, but died more than 30 years ago. Thing that gets me is that he never got to see and enjoy his grandchildren.
I just got through crying while reading the "How poor were you" thread, thinking of the sacrifices my parents made, and then you hit with this. Hope you have a peaceful night and weekend. Take a walk tomorrow and realize that part of his legacy still lives on, in you.
I just got through crying while reading the "How poor were you" thread, thinking of the sacrifices my parents made, and then you hit with this. Hope you have a peaceful night and weekend. Take a walk tomorrow and realize that part of his legacy still lives on, in you.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:39 am to Eli Goldfinger
My dad and I used to play a lot of catch. Football or baseball, my dad was there. We had a game where we'd play catch until he got tired, then he'd announce "next drop ends it" which meant the next time I didn't catch a pass or baseball toss, game over. I remember the shite out of diving for tosses to keep it going.
Fast forward 30 years, I play the same game with my kid. Then my dad comes in town and starts playing the same damn game with my son and it's the most surreal, absolutely insane moment of my life. They were just goofing around but I saw my whole childhood right there.
Play with your kids. Just in case you live to play with your grandkids.
Fast forward 30 years, I play the same game with my kid. Then my dad comes in town and starts playing the same damn game with my son and it's the most surreal, absolutely insane moment of my life. They were just goofing around but I saw my whole childhood right there.
Play with your kids. Just in case you live to play with your grandkids.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:46 am to GRTiger
He didn’t get to meet his grandson, but the apple didn’t fall far from the tree.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:52 am to Eli Goldfinger
Your dad sounds like a fricking legend. Pass what he taught you onto your son and one day your son will speak about you like you speak about your father.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:54 am to Eli Goldfinger
From my personal experience as being a father to two 2 year olds:
Your Dad loved you.
How shitty you were to him as a teenager/twenty/thirty year old will never matter. He loved you buddy.
Hopefully Jesus (or whatever unholy abomination you worship) let him into the good afterlife, where he's waiting for you to show up and prove how right he was.
Your Dad loved you.
How shitty you were to him as a teenager/twenty/thirty year old will never matter. He loved you buddy.
Hopefully Jesus (or whatever unholy abomination you worship) let him into the good afterlife, where he's waiting for you to show up and prove how right he was.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:55 am to Eli Goldfinger
He sounds like an awesome guy and someone this world could use more of.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 12:58 am to SUB
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He sounds like an awesome guy and someone this world could use more of.
For sure…he’s what I think of when I think of a true American. An old school man of the world.
This post was edited on 11/14/21 at 5:26 pm
Posted on 11/13/21 at 1:12 am to Eli Goldfinger
Wonderful post for your dad..
Posted on 11/13/21 at 1:25 am to Eli Goldfinger
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His favorite hunting/fishing lunch was possum brand sardines & crackers
I lost mine 140 days ago. I ate many a lunch of sardines and crackers sitting on the tailgate at an old cemetery, oil well site, or wherever we would park and hang out. Had no clue just how important that down time between hunts would prove to be.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 1:29 am to bendellee
quote:
lost mine 140 days ago
Sorry to hear this.
It took me a couple of years before I could think/talk about our times together without breaking up.
Posted on 11/13/21 at 1:34 am to Eli Goldfinger
Tried to enhance your photo.
Good night. Have to try to get some sleep.
Good night. Have to try to get some sleep.
This post was edited on 11/13/21 at 1:36 am
Posted on 11/13/21 at 1:38 am to Eli Goldfinger
Thanks. I got to spend a lot of time with him before he left which helps. But yeah. I didn’t realize how often I wanted to call him. And the daily realization that I can’t still stings. I imagine that it will still, in 14 years.
Enjoyed your post. Sounds like your dad was awesome.
But seriously, who loses rifles on the highway?
Enjoyed your post. Sounds like your dad was awesome.
But seriously, who loses rifles on the highway?
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