My father rooted me within the ideals of thinking within your own manner yet never passing judgment unless it had a reason for it. I fondly remember as a child when he would give me these certain things to think about within my youth. A truly wise man, which many often confided with within in his work and outside of work. Having being raised within a small town in western Canada to then rising up ranks within the air force he literally embellished his work while at the same time ensuring that the family was set within a good pathway. How often he would exchange with me areas of which literally surpassed most any books I have read to this point within my life. Having an older brother and sister, I arrived at the time where he had decided to move forward into an area within the Canadian government whereby he was appointed within a diplomatic status. Yes, he thrived on his work and those that surrounded him.
On his days off it was that luxury of spending time with my mother. For that matter it was with the family as well – pending what was happening. I recall the days where we he would have me sit down and throw me a few questions. Some of which were based on morality. I guess he was grooming me within those youthful years. Some of which still stand with me to this very day.
I know that we all can be very biased when it comes to family. Yet that said, he influenced me and then by the time I was within my teens. Rather than being as conservative as with my older brother – he gave me the allowance to figure things out as well as earn my own way. As he was of the nature that you make it on your own and you deal with things within your own way. I guess I was had been shaped or what we call brought up.
Within later years, we would always call on the horn pending where I was just to see how I was doing. It never made me feel that I had to meet up to his expectations. Anything but - yet it was obvious that he was interested to see what I was doing. As I had my own - which he came to realize by the time I was within my early twenties. As he retired and returned into Canada. In my formative years, I was curious as can be. I would ask questions and I never knew a man that had read so many books. Within later years, he was always there when and if, I had a question. For the most part, he would leave me with no answer but a few things to think on.
He was hit with cancer and it nearly took his life back some ten years ago now. Yet he has carried on. If there is one thing, which does apply within this fathers’ day is that we have an understanding. One of which we do speak at times on. But most of all I see my father as doing tremendous things within his years – coupled with ensuring that there was some validity of how the family was doing and would do within future years. The other night I read something about fear. It’s obvious that there are some merits in characteristics, which came by way of my upbringing between him and my mother. I think most of all what I have appreciated from my father the most is to be thoughtful, to understand that there are merits within abiding by some codes or moralities.
I myself have been married but thank god, I didn’t have any children. Don’t get me wrong here but I could never be a deadbeat father. I guess that just come with morals. Therefore, as I am divorced, but have had some very nice women come into my life. I look at the manner that my father’s relationship with my mother – coupled with the people that they have known for years from a variety of places. I met him today and we all had a good talk and although age and cancer have taken a toll on him. Still to this very day there is something within him, which does maintain that mannerism of which still to this day he keeps in touch with most all of his old colleagues. The greatest attributes that I believe that I learned from my father was due diligence as well as a moral code. There are areas within history of which my father has played an intrinsic part with, yet while being brought up, he never missed a thing as a father. To this day when I ask him any question on international affairs he can reference it back in time as well as indicated logically what he thinks.
The man has smarts and through all these years, I am very proud to say that he is my father.
I HOPE THAT YOU HAVE TOLD HIM AMIGO--- we sometimes take for granted that someone knows how proud we are of them--is good to say it---this is a beautiful tribute to your father---the man who gave to you the most important gift of all--he gave you permission to question .....................
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely telling of a good man., Jack it is good that you are proud of him.
ReplyDeleteVery much so...
ReplyDeleteI envy you for having that great relationship with your father. But i guessed it comes handily for you were both of the same gender. I too have that strong values when it comes to morality issues, and so far up to this date i maintained what i believed in. But heck :) ... Jack, having different women in your life [?] well ... i will just give a paint smile on those. As they say ... men will always be men. Gosh, where are we, women when it comes to these issues. Again, we are on the losing ends. I just have to admit the facts that we are really brought up in this world to be at the mercy of men when it comes to certain things. But then again, i abide by those rules.
ReplyDeleteNice to know, you father had that some diplomatic status within his time. That was my greatest dream ... to be in to the mainstream and work as a diplomat or something to that level. The reason I enrolled and studied Foreign Service for a while.
Happy Father's day to your dad ... please give my warmth hugs to him and to your mom as well.
God's blessings and a tight hugs. :)
Tee, I am and he afforded me, but never spoiled any of us. Yeah I am proud of him.
ReplyDeleteHe served not one country but was from one country. What I wrote above was something after a visit today with him, I thought I would
ReplyDeletewrite regarding a man that was a leader within times of peace keeping. But he was never too proud nor did he label. What is understood need not
be discussed was a slogan he and I had for years. :)
oh..isnt that sweet...
ReplyDeleteA wonderful loving tribute :) hope your week ahead is full of smiles. Thank you for sharing a positive heart felt blog :)
ReplyDeleteWithin my formative years I find now Cinn that, I understand more of what he was then when I was just a kid.
ReplyDeleteA very nice tribute.
ReplyDeleteWe live too long without our fathers -- enjoy their company while we can.
ReplyDeleteThat was nice Jack, Glad you had a good day with your Dad :)
ReplyDeleteWhat I learned yesterday while we all met. When the Beatles came to be my older brother was a more than a fan - he worshiped the Beatles. Blaine's (my brother) grew his hair long like the Beatles, of course I followed suite. Well low and behold, while returning to my father's home town in Canada. My grandfather didn’t accept this new hair style. He must have spoken to my father. So thereafter, my father took both my brother and I immediately to the barbershop and what was the "mop top" came to be crew cut. Yes those where the days. Blaine was more rebellious, but buys the time I came into my teens - I pretty much had a free for all. Lucky I was as my brother Blaine had broke my father in as he was conservative with what we did during our teens. :)
ReplyDeleteAs well, my father was United, yet he was chairman of the Catholic school board. The board never questioned my father if he was Catholic and they elected him - probably due to our Sunday rituals of going to Catholic mass. Last night was the fist I found this one out which was all too interesting. Mind you we all were raised Catholic as my mother's side was Catholic. As it turns out he was United yet the board assumed he was Catholic.
Probably due to the fact that my folks had decided to raise us as Catholic - which was from my mothers' side.
In a postive manner - when I returned back here from living in NY again. I have dealt with his medical status. When I arrived back from New York, it was merely to come and see what was happening as he had not been well and didnt wish to go to a doctor nor a hospital. That is where our family did go through an ordeal and for me it was an ordeal as my wife was committing adultry while I was 3000 miles due north in Canada. He was given two weeks to live and since then has had six reoccurences. We don't talk much on it now but there was a card I gave him yesterday which is symbolic. As the last decade there was more which came about for myself as well with him. Since then I have been medical next of kin, and nearly every day I make a trip over to their place and what I find is that when we are alone together he and I mesh. I literally have been writing a book or transcripts as I have been asked too by many people - professors, doctors, as well as I do have a publisher. Last night within this father's day I while I left out the door, my mother asked me to write the book as he is nearing his end - thus I am on quarter the way there.
ReplyDeleteJulie, it was a good one. As you know I do have a sister which has a malady and that can be very testing. But aside of that last night was
ReplyDeletetremendous as it was a first where we could really bring up some of the old stories some of which were forgotten. For myself I am not
a father. For that matter my former wife in New York was given much to afford me no further claims. Two months ago there were some
stories that arrised that I have a son, which she never told me about. Thereafter I did take measures to find if I did have a child. Now I know
I don't and I would love to have kids - as I would love to be a father. For now, I have met some nice ladies while I have restarted my career.
As for my father, there is much at hand with the family but I have learned to pace it as the seventh occurrence with cancer related illness was
when I came back here from Edmonton. And this was the picture of that time.
http://initiativestain.multiply.com/photos/album/116/Acceptance_is_the_Key#photo=1
Yet enjoyed reflecting on his as I don't live through him. I honor him. So it's not a depressing sort of thing for myself.
I never lost my wife due to my fathers cancer. What happened happened and there is that choice
of either living life or living in a dilemma. I choose life.
happy belated Father's Day Jack, hope it was a good one.loveya
ReplyDeleteIt was Parrie and back to ya.
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