Fathers Day

It's fathers day today. So, what do you say when your father is no longer with you. You think about the good times and sometimes the bad.

What I remember about my father is, that he was loving in his own way. He was a quiet man and really did not have a lot to say. It wasn't until years later that I really did get to know him But I do remember the things he taught me. I would watch him for hours working on a car  engine. I was thankful for that years later when I would own my own car, and if things were going wrong with it I could narrow it down, because I had watch him and he would explain to me the functions of parts. Or, when he was working in the garage and I always wanted to know what he was doing and how it was going to go together. He was always tinkering with something. I guess that's were I get my need to take things apart and put the back together again. 

I too remember a man who took care of my mother 24/7 before she died. He would go days without shaving or bathing because of the demand to take care of her. Sleepless nights and endless days of making sure all her needs were meet. He would only complain if he had to go to the store, that he'd would be away from her and that I needed to come over if it was convenient. Never wanting to put me out. All the while he was tired and weary over her needing him. My sister had asked him how he felt about all that he did, and his reply was "That's what I signed up for when I married your mom". A true gentleman in his own way. I never saw my father show emotion, except the day my mother died he didn't want to be alone with her when she died, so I was there. He cried on my shoulder something I had never witnessed from my father. And also on the day of her funeral. Those were endearing times for me. 

I miss him for the things he taught me. For now when I get into something that I can't figure out I say what would dad do?.

Miss you and love you dad.