Happy Father's Day to All?

My father was… a drinker and a fiend. One night he goes off… crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn’t like that, not one bit. So, me watching he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. He turns to me and he says “WHY SO SERIOUS?”. He comes at me with the knife “why so serious?” He sticks the blade in my mouth. “Let’s put a smile on that face.”

^^ If true, that’s horrible. If made up, it’s pretty insensitive to some here.

@janbb
Why so serious?

@janbb: Loli has lifted that Joker dialog from the Nolan Batman movie “Dark Night”. Great movie. Poor use of it here.

Anyway…

My dad has been gone since 2008. He was many things. Most of them good. I love that despite being a self-described “poor student”, he was always willing to learn new things and tackled most projects head on. He was naturally good working with his hands and in figuring out how things work. He also had a good appetite for many forms of music and film. He was much smarter than he gave himself credit for. I would argue he was actually a great student.

And thank you @imrainmaker for the well wishes. My daughter gave me a lovely card, an Avengers mug, and a great Captain America shirt.

Not me! But it’s the thought that counts, so, thanks!

@cookieman Thanks for the explanation.

@ragingloli Guess i ate a cranky pill this morning and didn’t get the joke.

Haven’t seen hide nor hair of the man in 20 years.

He was a good dad when he was sober, and the best parent I had.

@cookieman – You’re welcome. Actually i forgot to add that part how your children greeted you on father’s day :)

Happy fathers day dads of Fluther.
My dad is long gone and my daughter is not speaking to her dad right now.
He just inherited like 400k, makes well over 100k a year and gave her a hard time when she asked to be forgiven for a 2k loan from a few years ago. She made a direct deposit in his acct. yesterday and while she had every intention of honoring her agreement her dad is the miser of the planet and was a total weenie about things.

One of the many reasons I divorced his miserly ass. haha
If he lived in the 15th century he would be one of those kings in his counting house that died in his basement fondling his treasure when the basement door slammed shut and left him in the dark with nub of a candle. lol

Got a shit ton of pressies off my kids, I say kids, my son is 20 & my daughter 16 but they’ll always be my “children” regardless of age, as all good parents will understand.
All of you fathers who were given anything that said ”World’s Greatest Dad” or ”Best Dad Ever”…you should send them right over to my place as clearly an admin error has taken place ;-}

My dad was a legend in his industry. He was a tire man, who worked with a lot of race car drivers, and he worked in a lot of pit crews. He was a special consultant on the tires for special driving maneuvers in the movie “Bullet”.
He worked far too much, and too hard. He ended up having a massive heart attack at 42 years old, and died at a young 53. I miss him every day. Every time I see one of my siblings, Dad comes up in conversation. He looms large.

I’m very happy to be with my dad this Father’s day! That hasn’t been the case since at least 2012.

My fondest memories of Dad from childhood are the ways he fostered our (my sister’s and my) intelligence. He is an amateur astronomer and he was always getting us involved in using his telescope, teaching us the constellations, etc. Some very special times shared and his commitment to raising us well is so obvious when I think of those memories.

My dad used to beat the shit out of my mom and sister. He pounded my sisters head (she was 13) into a bathtub for getting fat. My mom had enough and and shot him in the face that night while I was hiding in a laundry basket.

Go fuck off Loli.

My mom died of breast cancer when my brother and I were young. My Dad worked like crazy to keep the roof over our heads. Even as young teenagers it was clear he was at the edge and was doing his best. Without asking my brother and I behaved. It would have been so easy to screw off, miss school, drink or whatever. But we knew our dad was doing is best, so we did ours.
It helped me more than I could ever realize at the time. Thanks Dad. Thanks Mom!

My dad died when he was 54. I was 17. He worked too hard and I didn’t see him much. But when I did, he was always the jokester and pretended to be hip when he really wasn’t. I still miss him.

My father was never as cerebral as I had wanted. I hoped ,as I grew up, that we could discuss all the things in life that I had the need to debate. However, he was more of a physical man. He taught me how to dig ditches, fish, hunt, clean animals, defend myself (ex special forces,) shoot / operate firearms, pee standing up, train dogs, chop wood, etc.
In time I grew to understand that although he and I had a strained relationship, that was sometimes violent, he had given me a wealth of information and knowledge. Not the type I had yearned for. I was a frustrated, angry , young man . I didn’t have much patience for what he wanted to teach me. He didn’t have much ability to respond to much of my questions (8th grade education I think he had.) I am now much older, and in retrospect, I wouldn’t be near the man i am without all that ‘boring ’ stuff he taught me . Stuff that was more valuable than I ever thought. My mother and I always could talk about more intellectual matters. She is the most influential person in my life. A living saint. But I realize as a man, my father played his part. He was the yen to my mother’s yang. She was book smart , sweet, and he was an outdoorsman , and old drill sergeant. I feel lucky now. They were a good mix of teachers for me.
My father had a terrible Dad. He always tried to treat me the way he wished he was growing up. He didn’t deserve his childhood. He wanted better for me, and he worked hard to make things as best he could. A simple man who led, and still lives, an extraordinary life. I might forget some of the things he taught me, but I’ll never forget the overall picture. To be a man, you love your family. You put their safety, and needs first. You die to protect them if need be. You are fearless in protecting them. You need them, as much as they need you. Apart you are nothing, and without you ,your family is weaker . You are weaker. You are part a a greater cause. To raise a family that will make the world a better place. Mothers are invaluable. But in the spirit of Father’s day, I give my love and respect to my father, and those who deserve it. A man who doesn’t take care of his family isn’t a man…
My Dad did his best to take care of me and my family. And so, he he is not only a father , but a true man….