your dad

[mackenzie]

My dad has always stuck up for me, there's always times when you don't get on. Teenage years were a bit on and off. He means well, has a moan but who doesn't.

Whilst I was having a bit of family trouble, long story short my partner had a problem with my mum and sister, he always spoke to me trying to sort everything and I still went to every game with him.

Hes a very quiet man but when he sees my son there's a twinkle in his eye and I know there's a heart in there haha. I've only every seen him cry once and can't remember the last time he said he loved me. He doesn't show emotions that's the way he is but I wouldn't change him for the world.

Love you dad.

Me and my family don't show emotions to each other. I don't remember the last time I said I loved my parents or they said it to me. I know they do (have been unsure about my Dad sometimes) and I'm sure they know I do to...it's just a bit stand-off-ish. Ex girlfriends and mates of mine think it's a bit odd that I don't give my Mam a hug and tell her I love her. Maybe I'm just not a good son like that.

My family never do that either.

It doesn't mean anything bad. It's just that you show how close you are in a different way.

 

[St Helens Blue (Exiled)]

My dad died in 81...I was only 7 but still remember that day like it was yesterday. The memories I have will always be with me.

It's funny because on May the 13th this year I told my now 11 yr old son to never forget these moments as you will remember then when I am gone. Seeing City win the league with my own son is something I wasn't able to do with my own dad.

 

[TFC]

My dad died 16 years ago and I had great relationship with him and I think about him often and miss him so so much, I like to think he would be proud of me and all that I have done in my life

Reason for the post is guy I work with had terrible relationship with his and his dad died recently and funeral was yesterday, I spoke to him few times and he says he was fine and didn't give a shit (although he attended the funeral)

known him for 5 years and all he ever says is that he couldn't wait for his mum and dad to die so he could get the inheritance etc etc, he is in early 40s and still lives in family home, says he won't move out as he wants to make sure he gets the house

Now I can't imagine anyone hating their dad that much, has anyone ever known someone like that or maybe been in similar situation

Dont hate my Dad blue, just dont care one way or the other. He hasnt been around since I was a kid so I never really knew him, but I do remember bumping into him in a pub when I was 18 or so and saying hello...."who are you?" was his reply....he'd seen enough of me over the years to recognise his own son FFS.

He might be alive, he might be dead, either way I'm completely apathetic.

 

[ob]

thanks for all your input and sorry if it upset some people - been really interesting to read

I had a word with blokes mate who also works here and he says that his dad ran out on them when he was young, he worked with BA and went to live with some trolley dolly in Spain, she dumped him when he got older and the dad returned to UK with nothing and no one - the mum still loved him and took him back although they lived in same house don't think was really a marriage or proper family as she was by then an alcoholic

guy says that he didn't care but organised care home when his dad took dementia and also organised funeral

 

[BlueHammer85]

Love my dad loads and been to nearly every west ham home game with him since i was around 10 , now 26

would hate to imagine a day going to upton park and not meeting him there

im bringing up my little girl same way he did with me, treat as a freind and just be nice and open to each other

 

[Bigga]

Mine was a wife beating ****. Haven't seen him for nigh on 38 years, and if he did come to see me I'd knock the **** out for what he put my mum through.

Didn't post on this thread cos I didn't want to get into it, but yeah, mine was the same. He liked to break my mum's fingers in front of me. When I was two I tried to protect her he knocked/ threw/ backhanded me clear across the room(I don't remember which). I used to be battered with branches, shoes and belts cos I was the only one to stand up to to the ****.

He's the reason I'm on tablets. I'd sworn to do him in when I got of age, but he passed away and left me with all this confrontational rage I had nowhere to put. At 13, I went on to have 20 years of raising hell with knobheads bullying others til I started to understand I had to control it somehow.

Hate him with an absolute burning BURNING passion.

 

[casebian]

i love my dad to bits were like best mates i hate thinking about not having him around its ineveitable that one day its going to happen i dread the day it happens im 34 and moved back in with me parents with my mrs of 12 years aswell we live upstairs they live downstairs some people might think that sad but i love it spending everyday with me parents i want to spend as much time as i can with them .its a shame that some people havnt got on with theres i couldnt imagine not getting on with mine but ive been lucky to have. sorry bout the long post

 

[Blue Maverick]

My dads still going strong thankfully, have grown much closer over the last 12 years especially after my ex destroyed my life, he and my mum were a rock for me. When I told them this year me and my new missus were expecting he was welling up. He took me to my first City game and although he now only goes and watches Latics, that's down to him saying he'd never go back while Swales is alive, although I do point out Swales has been gone years, he still loves City, after the QPR game he was the first to phone me, and after my 2 day binge I turned up at his house and he put the last 5 mins on knowing I'd not seen it, we watched it together and I had a quick glance and he had tears in his eyes knowing how much it meant to me and I believe him as well. We share the same sense of humour and if I can be half the dad he is I think I'll have done well.

 

[Bilboblue]

Mine was a wife beating ****. Haven't seen him for nigh on 38 years, and if he did come to see me I'd knock the **** out for what he put my mum through.

Didn't post on this thread cos I didn't want to get into it, but yeah, mine was the same. He liked to break my mum's fingers in front of me. When I was two I tried to protect her he knocked/ threw/ backhanded me clear across the room(I don't remember which). I used to be battered with branches, shoes and belts cos I was the only one to stand up to to the ****.

He's the reason I'm on tablets. I'd sworn to do him in when I got of age, but he passed away and left me with all this confrontational rage I had nowhere to put. At 13, I went on to have 20 years of raising hell with knobheads bullying others til I started to understand I had to control it somehow.

Hate him with an absolute burning BURNING passion.

Sad isn't it?

My old man was a complete **** too, used to knock my old lady about, used to beat us all with belts/branches/wooden spoons....

I hate him with a passion, I have had nothing to do with him since I left home at 16 to start my apprenticeship, 28 years ago.

He is 70 today and I couldn't give a fuck what he is doing nowadays, I have no time for him whatsoever.

The only plus out of all of this is my vow never to treat my son like I was treated by him, and it has worked, my lad is now 22 and travels up with me to all home games. My old man never used to do anything with us.

Feels quite sad now remembering one particular incident, I was about 7 years old, and rather than be with his family on Christmas Day, my Dad went to the Sergeants mess to get lashed up. When he returned at around 3 or 4pm, he slipped on the icy path, and fell into the (glass paned) front door, smashing it, and ripping his arm open, I just stood there on the stairs, laughing at him. What a wanker.

 

[Bigga]

Mine was a wife beating ****. Haven't seen him for nigh on 38 years, and if he did come to see me I'd knock the **** out for what he put my mum through.

Didn't post on this thread cos I didn't want to get into it, but yeah, mine was the same. He liked to break my mum's fingers in front of me. When I was two I tried to protect her he knocked/ threw/ backhanded me clear across the room(I don't remember which). I used to be battered with branches, shoes and belts cos I was the only one to stand up to to the ****.

He's the reason I'm on tablets. I'd sworn to do him in when I got of age, but he passed away and left me with all this confrontational rage I had nowhere to put. At 13, I went on to have 20 years of raising hell with knobheads bullying others til I started to understand I had to control it somehow.

Hate him with an absolute burning BURNING passion.

Sad isn't it?

My old man was a complete **** too, used to knock my old lady about, used to beat us all with belts/branches/wooden spoons....

I hate him with a passion, I have had nothing to do with him since I left home at 16 to start my apprenticeship, 28 years ago.

He is 70 today and I couldn't give a fuck what he is doing nowadays, I have no time for him whatsoever.

The only plus out of all of this is my vow never to treat my son like I was treated by him, and it has worked, my lad is now 22 and travels up with me to all home games. My old man never used to do anything with us.

Feels quite sad now remembering one particular incident, I was about 7 years old, and rather than be with his family on Christmas Day, my Dad went to the Sergeants mess to get lashed up. When he returned at around 3 or 4pm, he slipped on the icy path, and fell into the (glass paned) front door, smashing it, and ripping his arm open, I just stood there on the stairs, laughing at him. What a wanker.

LOL!!

It was the small things that got you through times like that!!