[BelfryJustice]

I was going on duty, and the radio was wild with panic, my mother was at the office so I called her and asked what was going on, she said that Dad had been shot. I went numb....the ambulance was in route to the ER with him and I arrived just befor they did...I had realized how grave it was as I had seen the ER team at these kinds of situations...after they told us he had passed, I hardly remember anything that happened and really cared less about everything. As time passed, I realized that my family needed more from me than just an uncaring butthole. I realized that my father would be very disappointed with my actions, so I tried to do much better. I know your pains very well...we miss them as much as ever. People say that time heels all wounds, but we both know, that these wounds will never heel, we just live on our wonderful memories and it makes us realize that even at their worst, we loved them deeply.
Here is to you my friend.:thumpsup: oliceLig oliceLig

Your post touched my heart. I am so thankful that I still have my father. I hate to even think about the day that he moves on from this world. I never understood how much my parents loved me until I became a parent. I guess this is somewhat of the same experience and coming to the same understanding. May God continue to touch you and your family. It sounds as if both of you had great fathers. I remember the 4 spankings that my father gave me. The number is low because I didn't want anymore of them and learned very fast.