I don't remember too much from my Dad except "Don't pick your nose." But my mom?
"You want sympathy? I will tell you where to find it in the dictionary, right between shit and syphillis."
(Note: Had no clue what syphillis was, much less how to spell it.)
My word, Iassa, your mother was my father. Wonder how that makes us related.?
Dad had a healthy vocabulary, I still cannot figure out the " Jesus Christ on a pogo stick" came from.
Don't tell your mother I gave you a beer, [I was 30 years old]=======Me to my kids, "don't tell Grandma I gave Grandpa a beer."
That neighbor believe it or not is a millionare but he don't have a damn cent.
1969 on the moon landing, ": Put enough TNT under a brick out house and anyone can go to the moon. Himmmmmmmm, don't even want to go there.
In a mood of contemplation's Oceans are dieing, has been since the 1940's when I saw the changes in the coral off Key West. Dad rode the ASR's as master Diver and Rigger for 22 years.
Every thin boy I dated was a " Pecker neck kid."
That Admiral Rickover is the Father of the nuclear navy, he has balls the size of beach balls.
Calling me in tears, We lost the Thresher.
Refusing to talk to me when the Scorpion went down, my Hubby left on a Boomer the next day.
Some time in the late 1980's we were standing on the front lawn facing the river and out of the blue Daddy says, " some day there will be orange trees on this spot."
Anyone touch my lobster traps and I will shoot a hole in their boat below the water line.,
Few memories of him as a kid, he was Carear Navy, quite an experience for me to have a dad around all the time. For the first 12 years of my life he would come and go, no time to even get to know the man. Then he retired and I too my surprise found I was living with a knuckle dragging deck ape.
To listen to Dad one would think him a rip roaring raciest, he used every term know to man about everyone. I asked him once, just once why he put down everyone different from us. He replied that a true Yankee disparages everyone different from them. But they save the worse for their own kind...
Darn Xmas and memory's of Daddy and the good times.
Oh yes------Wish in one hand and crap in the other.
Someone needs to give you a hit between the running lights.
But the best thing I remember is his having a T 'Shirt with DILLIGAF, Bar and Grill on the front.
