I have to admit Yes, some good, some bad.
Good finance wise, bad other ways.
He was never affectionate but I changed that with my three sons.
WWII vet, lived to 100. I miss him. (Cranky as he was)

In one noticable way yes,

Unless he was all kinds of tired, he would have time to help others ( that he knew) out.

I get it now. It costs almost nothing but it's worth it for the good feeling you get.

I call the gal that cuts my hair once a month, prior to making the 15 mile trip into the big city,
To see if I can bring her back diapers or whatever.

I'll tell a story.

I didn't see my father from about 5 years old until 17, so 12 years with no contact. When we met finally we realized our signatures, handwriting, and many other tangible traits were identical.

Ironically enough I will see him this weekend for this first time in nearly 15 years. I'm looking forward to it, we reconnected recently and have talked on the phone, he's toned down and I've calmed down. I'm actually really excited about it. We've had a lot of talks, and now with my kids approaching adulthood I understand and related more to my father.

I've always said I'm nothing like my father's side of the family, my grandfather (as I've mentioned before) was the son of an SS officer. So it takes a few generations for some of that thinking to dissipate. However, the more I talk to my father, the more I realize he's farther removed from his dad than I originally gave him credit for.

I sure hope so. My old man was a good dude. I'd like to think that I'm doing things the way he would have.

Yes. I get pissed when someone uses my tools and doesn't put them back where they belong.

I would like to think so, yes.

Being 1 generation removed from the depression surely did. Dad was self sufficient and watched every penny along with a sense of humor. His work ethic was shaped by wartime production at Ford, 12 hour days 7 days a week for 3+ years. My siblings and I all successfully self employed.

Two things I’ve noticed:

Going around the house turning lights off and saying “who left all these lights on!”

I find myself gritting my teeth and speaking through those sometimes if I’m really frustrated with my kids or something, that’s a “holy crap I’ve turned into my Dad” moment pretty recently. He would do the same with me.

I think at many things I am like my father.
My signature line is just one of many things I learned from him.

Yes. Mostly good.

My dad is in hospice right now and I will miss him. He taught me the important stuff. How to fish, hike, canoe, build a fire, how to be self sufficient.

He also taught me that there is nothing wrong with hard work, do what you think is right even when everyone else thinks you’re wrong and always give people the opportunity to be their best.

He also introduced me to golf and guitars.

[QUOTE]Originally posted by PASig:
Two things I’ve noticed:

Going around the house turning lights off and saying “who left all these lights on!”

My dad would yell at me for leaving lights on in my own house.
He always had a joke to tell, most were pretty corny.
He did teach me to camp and fish, He once told me he was one of the best 1911
shooter in his division, I never could talk him into going target shooting with me.

Rubbed completely off.

He was a shining example of what not to do.

I've worked hard all my life to avoid all of that. He was a complete dirtbag.

Every time a look in the mirror, there he is.

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Originally posted by Schmelby:
I have to admit Yes, some good, some bad.
Good finance wise, bad other ways.
He was never affectionate but I changed that with my three sons.
WWII vet, lived to 100. I miss him. (Cranky as he was)

Similar for me.
It wasn't just the war, they grew up during the depression that was ended by the war.

Yep, I'm him (especially if you ask my mom). From the coffee at 5AM daily to the evening soak in the tub, right before an early bedtime. I like my daily alone time and can sit for hours reading under a lamp in my comfy chair.

Thanks dad!

Yes. Like the lyrics from the Neil Young song- "Old man, look at my life, I'm a lot like you were..." It wasn't until I got married, bought a house, had a child, that I completely understood my father.

God, I hope not!!!

He was an alcoholic, distant and uncaring, even though he claimed he did. I have no memories of him before I was in 3rd grade, and that memory is one of the nightmares that changed my life, not for the better.

No idea. My father died when I was barely five years old, so I have very few memories of him.

Mom re-married seven years later, seemed like an OK guy at first. I pray that I am nothing like the abusive alcoholic son of a bitch that my stepfather later revealed himself to be.

I got my fiscal responsibility from Dan. I’m also hyper protective of my friends and family. I’m unable to accept guilt for something that is not my fault which is seen as being cold by many people.