Daddy's Home
My Dad was a hard working man with arms like steel who spent his youth working 9 hour days at a factory.
When I was 16, I spent a horrible summer working at that factory and for the first time in my like understood what he did for a living.
He'd lift a stack of metal pieces that weighed about 150 Lbs into a huge machine that would grind lino-type pieces that were used for newspaper printing.
I tried lifting this metal one afternoon while five other guys watched and laughed at my feeble attempts to raise the weight more than 2 feet off the floor.
These guys did what they had to do to make a living.
He'd come home every night and eat his dinner and watch TV.
Of course like nearly every teenager I had no interest at all in spending any time with the Old Man.
I had my buddies and my own music and watching Bonanza or Ed Sullivan wasn't my cup of tea.
We grew up quickly and made our own way in life.
Had our own kids that didn't care much what their Dad did for a living.
I missed a lot of important days running around the USA as a sales rep and Sales Manager.
Spent a lot of days away from home; missing birthdays and soccer games.
I wish I'd have sat down and watched those TV shows with him.
When you're young, you think that you have all the time in the world.
I miss you Dad.
He'd lift a stack of metal pieces that weighed about 150 Lbs into a huge machine that would grind lino-type pieces that were used for newspaper printing.
I tried lifting this metal one afternoon while five other guys watched and laughed at my feeble attempts to raise the weight more than 2 feet off the floor.
These guys did what they had to do to make a living.
He'd come home every night and eat his dinner and watch TV.
Of course like nearly every teenager I had no interest at all in spending any time with the Old Man.
I had my buddies and my own music and watching Bonanza or Ed Sullivan wasn't my cup of tea.
Time moves so quickly.
We grew up quickly and made our own way in life.
Had our own kids that didn't care much what their Dad did for a living.
I missed a lot of important days running around the USA as a sales rep and Sales Manager.
Spent a lot of days away from home; missing birthdays and soccer games.
My Dad died on Father's Day six years ago.
I wish I'd have sat down and watched those TV shows with him.
When you're young, you think that you have all the time in the world.
I miss you Dad.
..nice to see your sensitive side once in a while....
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