On June 16, 2013 “Fathers’ Day” a friend and fellow blogger posted the following “What I don’t know about my Dad…” it is a wonderful post (paying tribute to her father), but then 99.9 percent of Chatter Masters stuff is great. The other .01 percent is just very very good. In my comments to her, I warned her that her post was going to become my post, as I answer those questions she shared.
This will be a simple straight forward answers to the questions she asked.
1. My high school sweetheart was a young lady named Cindy. We broke up prior to graduation and I have never heard from her again. We were sweethearts for 14 months.
2. My 1st date, was fries and a coke at the local bowling alley (Buechel Lanes) with a Sandy. Her parents bowled in the Friday night league, and while Sandy introduced me to them, I don’t think they thought of it as a “date.” But we met every Friday night for almost a year feeding the jukebox and having a coke. At some point the mom realized that Sandy and I were an “item.” I guess that was after I had been invited to her house several times and ate there! LOL LOL
3. What I wanted to be at the ages of 5, 8, 12 or 20. At five I most likely wanted to be a cowboy. At 8 probably still a cowboy, maybe a cop. I was influenced a lot by TV. By 12 I wanted to be either an astronaut or a great football player. By 20 I was in the Navy, but I dreamed of racing cars. I never became a cowboy, a cop, a great football player or raced cars. I became an adult, a provider, a worker, a manager, and always a wise ass (but I was a wise ass at 8), and then got the greatest job in the world, I became a dad. I have no, zero, zilch, nada, regrets, I wouldn’t do a thing over again. I managed to get thru it the 1st time with only minor screw-ups and no major ones along the way. Doing it over would only allow for more screw-ups.
4. There is nothing I would change, well maybe I would have quit smoking earlier and watched my weight better. Yeah, I might have tried harder in high school. Maybe been less a smart ass.
5. Life before becoming dad was a constant adventure. It was a constant learning process, it was fun, it was scary, it was dependent on so many things, and yet independent from so many things. People and events caused me to focus, lose focus and refocus. My family was poor but any standards, but we didn’t know it. I lived in a neighborhood with all my friends, and we were all in the same boat. Sure some were a bit better off, but when that got better, better off, they generally moved to a better off neighborhood. Life before becoming a dad, was a day was totally without privacy. I lived in a house that was no more than 1200 sq. ft. with 6 other people, a single bathroom and only 1 TV. If you Google 269 Derby Ave, Louisville KY you can see the house, and it’s the same now as it was then. Only then it was painted YELLOW, and that tree in the front yard a lot smaller. I don’t remember being sad, or underfed or any of that. Yes I had a job from the time I was 13 on, but so did most the other kids. That was life.