Other than a few little league games, my dad never saw me play baseball or football. Never saw me in any of the four or five sports I played after grade school. Parents got divorced and he got screwed in the settlement. Don't blame him for not being there. He worked 3 jobs between trips to the VA. Eventually got a new family with a beautiful wife that loved him.
Gone 10 years now.
Lost him and 2 sisters in that time. I'm a bit angry about it still a month after my sister has gone, so I hope yall forgive my foul language and short temper for a bit longer. Seeing so many others besides getting sick makes it come to the surface all over again.
My patience is lacking, and my hope for my family has dimmed. I will try to do better and not bring it up again. Got to settle back in to what's real
Bless you brother Girth....