theyre bad people. drunk, mean, nasty. but they carry a set of values we feel we have a duty to carry onI wish I'd understood him more at the time. I think I do now but it's 20 years too late, or more if you count Alzheimer's dead air time.
I think we saw the worst sides of each other. Get jealous sometimes when I hear older siblings telling stories about the time he did this or that.
My dad died when I was 5, I never really knew him but I've got a good memory of him making me a bow and arrow kit so I could play cowboys and Indians.
too young...it is. my best friend was 6 and i dont know if theyve ever come to terms with it. i was 26 and me & me and
my step brother are defined by it. we are both lost
too late but chances are you are your dad, more or less. vicious and knowing and wisemy relationship with my dad was difficult, he always seemed very distant, but when he was on his death bed and i turned up and he smiled, it dissolved all the "am I a disappointment" ( which I was ) worries, and then, too late, i knew that he loved me.. too late..
too late but chances are you are your dad, more or less. vicious and knowing and wise