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"i'll never forget the time my dad...______"
Published Jun 14, 2008Views: 349
Okay, I'll go first:
"I'll never forget the time my dad and I raced after my first year running track and I beat him, but he swore I didn't while complaining about a leg cramp."
In honor of Father's Day, let's recount the good, the bad and the funny. And remember, it's all in fun.
My dad died when I was 16, and he and I were just getting close.
RIP, Nathaniel Pryor!
I can't wait to hear your tales.
Angela
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I was 18 mos old, living in a foster home, (my parents best friend sister house), My father was very tall 6'7. Kids where generally afraid of him. From what I understand, when they came to visit their friends sister that day, I wobbled out and reached up to my father to pick me up, he did, and I snuggled into him and called him Daddy. We had never met before. Tears streamed down his face, because children always ran from him and here was this toddler running to him calling him daddy. They were not looking for a child to adopt at that time, but I was looking for a family to adopt me. My adoption was finalized when I turned 3. I still run to my daddys arms today, and still feel that security.
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June 15, 2008 12:26 a.m.
I miss you, Dad.
June 15, 2008 1:50 a.m.
Round one... He tries a minute or so... secs or so... determined to prove my mom wrong. My little bro and I were outside, but we heard the egg explode, while still inside the microwave! Sounded like a mortar exploding, then you can hear my mom shrieking in anger... He figures he just heated it too long, and but told my mom he wouldn't try it again...
He meant while she wasn't home... the next day, (my brother and I weren't going to miss this, you know what they say about those famuos last words... "hey watch this..."
June 15, 2008 2:43 a.m.
Well even at 9 years old I understood the concept of microwaving items and the mechanics of the process, including WHY it produces air inside the item being heated. I warn my dad as my mom did the day before, but I didn't know what I was talking about . . . "I just used too much time yesterday" he states... He propomtly punches in 30 secs... and we watch...
Well whaddya know the egg makes it through the 30 secs... my dad reaches in to grab the egg and well he gets a lesson in surface tension. *BOOOM*... LoL! Talk about an explosion! The egg blew itself into particles... literally NOTHING left but a cloud of what was an egg... lol... That scared the bejeezus out of my lil brother, but I was DYING... but some people NEVER learn! lol... I go "see told you!" but I was propmptly countered with a "boy don't be laughing at your father" and another egg is loaded with the previous explanation... too much time and he sets it to 20 seconds... LMAO!
June 15, 2008 2:51 a.m.
Well... the definition of insanity, to try the same thing over and over again, each time expecting different results...
Well the egg survives 20 secs... My dad looks at me with a big smirk... he reaches in and carefully grabs the egg... nothing happens... it is hot as all get out however... well at this point my dad had a look on his face, like victory was his for the taking. . .
Now with a look that kinda expressed "Mikey, here's egg or your (and my mom's) face", he lifts the egg to his mouth and just as he bites down *BLOOOOOOOM!*
I WAS FLOORED!!!
iT WAS LIKE A CARTOON!!! After a second or so he was still frozen in shock! LoL! The SHEER look of disbelief on his face was priceless! Esp. I after the "well here's egg on your face smirk of his... still half there... only I didn't have strands of egg confetti hanging from MY beard... LMAO! I couldn't resist it and I go, "It explodes in your mouth not in your hand." He just shook his head and laughed!
June 15, 2008 3:07 a.m.
June 15, 2008 5:46 a.m.
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June 15, 2008 6:11 a.m.
Angela - I am sorry fr your loss.
But you have made him proud!!!
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June 15, 2008 7:12 a.m.
I'll never forget his last words to me. He wasn't sick at all. He got up to go tow a car at 2 am and collapsed before he got out the door. He had a blood clot that had gone unnoticed evern at his annual checkup the week before. It was 2am on a Saturday morning. I had lived away from home for 3 years and my Daddy had never called me. I called home just about every other day and I went home for Sunday dinner every weekend. He had never called my house though.
I got home on Friday afternoon from work and saw he had called on my caller id. I remember thinking, "wow, that's odd" but I was in a hurry to go out Friday night so I didn't check the messages. He died that night. Continued...
June 15, 2008 11:43 a.m.
"Hey baby, I just called to tell you I love you. See ya on Sunday."
June 15, 2008 11:45 a.m.
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June 16, 2008 8:26 a.m.
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June 16, 2008 10:09 a.m.
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June 16, 2008 4:14 p.m.
One evening, he and I were doing dishes, and he said very innocently, "you two have trouble getting along sometimes, don't you?" I replied in the affirmative.
My dad simply said, "there's enough room in this world for everyone to be happy".
In that short statement, he told me everything I needed to know about reclaiming my life and my happiness, and never got close to being nosy, or imposing his views on me.
That's the best advice I have EVER gotten, from the finest man in the world!
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June 17, 2008 8:11 a.m.
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