[53Chev]

I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Fathers Day. I got thinking about my father, remembering the good times we had and some of the things he taught me. It's got me a bit down in the dumps and some tears came flowing. I would even give up my Chevelle if I could have him back for just one day. I did remember way back when I was a youg'in, my father teaching me how to ride a bike. He bought me a new blue bike from Canadian Tire and gave it to me as a late birthday gift. I remember him holding onto the back seat as I was peddling away and then he let go. I turned around to see him beaming from ear to ear with a huge smile on his face as he called out "Keep going tyke....your doing good...keep going...I'm so proud of you!" That memory has got me down in the dumps knowing he isnt here to share it with.

I will take this opportunity to invite some of you to share some childhood memories of your dads, both humourous and happy. In the meantime, I am going to hoist a shot of Drambuie in a toast to my Father in his memory.

 

[70SS540]

I'm so glad I still have my Dad. He'll be 80 next week. Still a blast to be around. Always joking around. I spent the day with him today replacing some sod on his lawn and working on the sprinklers. Although he cant see too good and has a hard time breathing, he still trys like hell.
Your story about learning to ride a bike is similar to a story my Dad always tells people about teaching me to ride a bike when I was little. He said that when he finally let me go on my own, I was screaming at him for lettin go, nearly cussing him out, when all of a sudden, I realized I could ride on my own, I had an ear to ear smile.

 

[quikss]

I know exactly what you are going thru Kevin. Today, even though I too am a father, has been just a crappy day and I am in a pissy mood. Short of my wife and kids, their is nothing, absolutely nothing I wouldn't give or do to have my parents back for just a day.

I have so many great stories but right now is just a hard time to put them into words.

Jeff

 

[Professor_SS]

My dad is still with us, but with my job, the wife's issues and life in general I do not get to spend the time with him that I want to. We love to fish together. I made a commitment to going home one weekend a month from may to oct to go fishing with him. Last year I got home 2 or 3 times. I haven't made a single trip yet this year. I know how much I'm going to regret not being able to fish with him now; when he passes. How the hell did life get so complicated?

today I called him, he was fishing, by himself. that man is going to die with a fishing pole in his hand and my brother will have his bass boat sold before we put him to rest.

Not to steal the thread, but how did everyones dad's day go? My daughter called yesterday but for the most part all she did was ask for some money. The oldest son is in Texas training with the special forces. He is apart from his children this, his first, father's day since his wife (Ms. Piggy) took the twins to her folk's for the summer. The youngest wished me a happy dad's day when he went out the door at 8 this morning on his way to pick up his girl friend to take her to his biological dad's for the day. The wife is 350 miles southwest working in Wild and Wonderful WV. So I celebrated Dad's day with the dogs by watching a stock car race (GO JR :hurray and washing my 72. First time I've had it out of the garage this year. :sad:

Happy Dad's day.

 

[depley]

My Dad was a special guy, who's name was Guy lol. He could do everything and do it well. From body work to upholstery to cutting gem stones, anything he did he succeeded. Anyone who ever met him liked him, he could walk down a street in our old home town not having been there is 15 years and every 20 feet someone would stop calling him by name, and talk to him. Of course being my Dad he would talk away, and as we left he would look at you and say "I wonder who that was?!" He never forgot a face and never remembered a name
Everything I am today if due to him and my Mom, that time when tough are just a reason to try harder, never give up.
He has been gone for just over 4 years now, and not a day goes by that I don't think about him.
One of the funniest storied I can share is from his retirement years.
My parents lived and traveled the counrty in their 31 foot airstream for several years. One time at some campground he was emptying the waste tank. He had his prescription sunglasses in his shirt pocket. well as you can picture he bent over to plug the hose on the underground tank and out came the glasses and right down into the sewage storage tank. Not wanting to lose his sunglasses he studied the situation and decided that he would get his fishing pole and try to "fish" his glasses out of the hole. Just off the way a bit there was a guy and his kids watching all of this. And as my Dad dropped his line into the hole and worked to hook his glasses this guy calls out " is the fishing good?" My da unaware someone was watching yells back, "not yet, but I am still hoping!" By the way he did hook those glasses and he had them for years after.

 

[Guest]

This makes me think of this!!

Harry Chapin's, old song, "Cats in the Cradle".

So true and I start to get teared up when I think of it at times like this!

To all that still have Dad around, love him and go on!!

Dad left us when I was about 14.5 years old w/ brain cancer back about '61! All he knew was "fair" and "hard work" that he passed on to me.

pdq67

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[oktunes]

I echo everything you guys have said. I miss my mom and dad every single day. Today my kids brought a bunch pictures over of them and my folks in years past. I couldn't hardly look and had to walk away several times.

I try like hell, but will never be the man my father was.

My brother says people tell him it will get easier in time, but we agree that our folks were so special, we don't want it to get better, we always want to have these strong feelings of loss. Mom's been gone 3 1/2 years, dad almost 2 years.

If your folks are still alive you are a fool to not spend all the time with them you can and let them know how you feel.

 

[Bubba's 69]

I miss my Dad too, He went to be with our Lord in october.


I took the chevelle out for a spin with my 20 month old son today. My son will not remember his Pa Pa, but he will get to hear all about him when we go for rides together.

 

[SSx3]

My dad passed in 94 at 47, I was 25 at the time it was and still is tough at times. I have too many good memories and some bad but the good out weigh the bad. I just would have liked him to have met my youngest and experienced the on going lives of his grandson's.

 

[bowkevin]

My dad passed away last October on the morning of my birthday. I was fortunate to be beside him. We were great friends. He taught me alot about cars but I still don't have half of his knowledge. He never got to see my 66 complete and I was proud to win a trophy with it today on Father's Day. I miss him everyday. We hunted together , hung out, and did all the other father and son things.

 

[wayner66]

My Dad was/is my hero. A tough old school depression raised hard ass, he had two rules: don't lie and don't steal (he considered adultry stealing and lying). I obeyed him (mostly) because I knew he would knock my teeth in if I didn't. His mom died when he was 3 and his Dad was a POS. He was raised by his grandmother, served in WWII, and became a veternarian on the GI bill. He raised 8 successful kids and was liked by everyone in our small Iowa town. A true patriot and honest as the day is long, I know I will never be half the man he was. He died in 1993 and I still wish I could ask him for advice. He was the opposite of a BS artist and GD I miss him!

 

[BlueSS454]

I know exactly what you are going thru Kevin. Today, even though I too am a father, has been just a crappy day and I am in a pissy mood. Short of my wife and kids, their is nothing, absolutely nothing I wouldn't give or do to have my parents back for just a day.

I have so many great stories but right now is just a hard time to put them into words.

Jeff

I feel the same way you do Jeff. I lost my dad in February. Today has just been one of those A-hole days for me.

 

[69396ss]

The depression era raised some tough Old Bastards. My Dad was 6'2, 250 and an Ex Leather-Neck. Piloted Corsair's with the Marines in WWII. A retired 40 year veteran Cop, and a man to be reconned with.

I watched him dwindle down to about 120 and not even remember who I was before he passed.

He was a man who kept his feelings to himself and never opened up to anybody.

A tough exterior that couldn't be penetrated so much so that you eventually quit even trying.

I have a lot of regrets thinking about him.

Hug your Dad's and tell them you Love them.

 

[Bryan59EC]

This makes me think of this!!

Harry Chapin's, old song, "Cats in the Cradle".

So true and I start to get teared up when I think of it at times like this!

pdq67

And another:
Conway Twitty
"That's My Job"

I lost my Dad last July--Friday 13
I last spoke to him on my B-Day on June 30--------To tell him I was coming to see him on July 21:sad:

I was not raised with him in the house-parents did the "Big D" before I was 5. But my Mom and both of my Dad's newer wives (no, not at the same time) have mentioned that I am exactly like him - without the bad traits. My brother on the other hand, got all the bad traits.

I sure miss him, and the chats we had on the phone.

 

[chevguy65]

Not a day goes by that I do not miss my dad.

He passed away in 1987 and on certain days I think about a time we had and wish to god I could have him back with me.

I have even had a certain smell that reminds me of him and I start to cry.

I wish I could get advice from him, want to hug and give him a kiss.
I miss his smile, his confident swagger, everything about him.

I sometimes wonder why I am not more like him and then I realize he went through more in the 1st 30 years of his life than I ever will.
He watched his father die of a heart attack as a teen and had to carry him off a hill to the house, he spent 45 months in a Japanese POW camp. I can tell you from stories it was not a nice place to be.


He was a successful business owner, an all around athlete and was liked by everyone that met him.


Some of my best memories were when I was with him.
We did so many things I cannot write them all out, besides the tears are flowing and typing is getting harder to do.

I miss you dad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Jeffry72]

Work trouble, kid trouble, wife trouble, and on top of all that, its the 29th aniversary of my mom's death, on fathers day. Reminds me of a line from an Annie Lennox song, "dieing is easy, it's living that scares me to death"!

Sorry for the downer, it helps to vent.

 

[Les Saville]

Happy Fathers day.

Remember, don't be a father........ be a DAD!

 

[ssal396]

Thanks guys for sharing your stories, my dad is still with us and I work with him every day, but we're not nearly as close as we should be.. But yesterday he stopped over to give me a card as I was out cleaning the car and I asked him if he wanted to go for a ride..

It's prolly been 20 years since he's been in any kind of a muscle car (he was a gear head WAY back in the day), you should have seen the look on his face when I got on it and banged her into second, it was priceless... Then on the final approach to my development (entry road with no houses) I tacked it up, dumped the clutch and put down a nice 60 footer going sideways all the way..I think I really made his day :yes:

 

[Hi-po SS 454]

Very touching Kev. Can't keep the tears away with this subject bringing my Dad to mind.
We lost him in 1993, at 89 yrs.. He was a true U.S. Navy man before the Wars luckily. Had tatoo's on each forearm. A big Battleship, his ship, The U.S.S Mississippi.
He was about 43 when I was born. My sister and brother where 15 and 18 at that time. So I was the baby of the family and treated accordingly in my youth days.
One thing I always remember is working on my 56 Chevy in the drive way and my Dad would come up and see how I'm doing trying to find a mechanical problem. He would suggest maybe its the so and so. An off the wall thought. I would laugh and say no Dad it could not be that problem. And I would continue on for hours or what ever it took. Last resort, check what Dad said anyway. Sure as Hell, that was the dam problem all the time. Hours wasted because I new Better. LOL ........ Rest in Peace Dad .......You too Mom.... :sad:

 

[BillsCamino]

My Dad passed away in May 1987 at the age of 57. Actually less than 1 1/2 years older than I am right now.
The last time I saw him alive was during a visit up north on Thanksgiving '86.
To this day, that holiday and this one are always rough ones for me...