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Have your Fathers traits rubbed off on you?

Yep, became an avid DIY'er.
He grew up in the Depression, WWW II Vet and developed a sense to solve problems yourself.

Also a big personal responsibility guy ~ when I was a Sr. in HS ~ he told me that I when I went to college didn't have to go to class if I didn't want to.
I thought/said "great" how cool is that?
Then he said "BUT if you don't maintain C average > they will kick you out"
It sunk in and btw ~ I paid my way in college completely and it was never a discussion that it was my parents responsibility, but they did allow me to live at home, meals, etc.
I am responsible for my life ~ not others was the message.

Rubbed off in a big way, I miss him.

Yes. I'm a pessimist/realist, and also a very hard worker. Call me lazy and we'll have a problem. I remember when my dad worked 80 hour weeks at GM getting double and triple time to give us a good life. I'm also fairly handy and mechanically inclined.

Nope thank God.

Biological - Hopefully very few if any did.

Stepfather - Other than politics, it would not be such a bad thing.

My Dad was a gifted engineer, born in 1911, left school at 14 and self educated thereafter.

Was a motor mechanic, garage owner and engineer. Bought Practical mechanics, electronics and TV, sold and fixed TVs, built a Bailey bridge when an old road bridge got washed away in a storm and could turn his hand to anything.

Myself and one other of his five sons are the same. None of my kids have that capability, same with grandkids except for the seventh who at almost three is fascinated with everything mechanical and has an innate understanding of such things.

Yes. Sometimes not enough like him.
Read my CUT. Just one of the many things he taught me.
Most things I didn’t even know I was learning.

no resemblance that I can think of. I don't think he actually liked me very much. I'm over that though...almost.

When I made the OP I never thought so many would have had bad relationships.
My father never hugged me, never told me he loved me, but he was a good man.
I never say goodbye to my three sons without a hug and tell them I love them.
I didn't want to stir up bad memories.

I am honored to be compared to my Dad, even though I hardly measure up. Many people have told me that he was one of the finest men they have ever known. I am proud to say that I have inherited some of his characteristics and as many of his foibles. He's been gone almost 46 years, and I still miss him terribly.

My old man was raised dirt poor during the depression, became a professional soldier in the late 30s and then went all the way with Patton. After the war, he got a job as a civilian at WPAFB.
His work ethic was rigid, leaving the house 6AM and back in the driveway at 4:30PM. Exactly. Every working day. For 35 years. As a kid, I thought he was made of iron. I took from him that work ethic, which cost me a couple of marriages. I was never home. One of my greatest regrets is not getting to know the man better. To me he was the living embodiment of The Greatest Generation.

Yes they have. My dad was hard working, patient, kind, quiet and always quick to help someone in need, be it a relative, friend, neighbor....He always treated people fairly. He had his faults but was a giant in my life. The greatest compliments I've ever received are when someone has told me I remind them of him. I believe my work ethic has been integral to any of my success, and Dad set a great example for me.

I see my dad every time I catch a reflection of myself in a window or mirror.

But my dad was a hard man. A Marine after high school, but then many years of college earning, ultimately, a PHD from Berkeley in chemical engineering (or something). He was easily the smartest person I’ve ever known, but he had zero people skills and couldn’t fix a thing at home. He always tried and often injured himself doing it. I’m not nearly as inept in that way, but I know my limitations and am happy to call a pro when it’s time.

I don’t remember once hearing from my parents an “I love you” or even getting a hug. I fixed that with my kids (and now grandkids).


I don’t hate my dad, and never did, but it was a relationship of distance, to say the least. Indifference, maybe. Yet I’m afraid I’m more like him than I’d like to admit. The way I react to things, how I get angry, my difficulty communicating. I’ve done lots of work and am better, but I still see lots of him in myself.

Yes a few, his love for fishing and hunting and his work ethic and most of all his love for his family.

Some say I'm a clone and I take that as a great compliment.

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Have your Fathers traits rubbed off on you?

No doubt about it. They actually rubbed off on all of us.

Father, no, grandfather, yes. He was a Holocaust survivor, if I left a piece of grizzle on my plate, he'd ask if I was going to eat it, then almost before I had even replied it was in his mouth.

My Father volunteered to join the Army in February 1943. He was an Army Corpsman in WW2 (Invasion of Sicily). That trait was what prompted me to join the military. Other traits I got from him were a good work ethic, and love of family.

I hope so. I strive to be the man my dad was.

It’s a mixed bag. My dad had so many faults but he had a positive balance when the score was added up. I found out years after the fact that my mom told my wife, “He’s just like his dad.” It sorta pissed me off at first but with age and perspective, mom wasn’t far off the mark. I got my work ethic from my dad and my straight forward manner of dealing with people. Oddly enough, my store manager recently gave me hell for the hours I was putting in and coming in on my days off. I told him, “I feel like my dad is over my shoulder asking me why I’m not working harder.” It’s a good thing sometimes and a bad thing other times.

Fortunately for me, my wife and my children, no they didn't.