(inspired by my gift from my son)

My Dad is...remarkable in kindness and love. He has always been there for us. Through growing up and growing older his example has been pure, consistent, honest and smart.



What is your Dad like?

Here is where you say "My Dad is..."

gone, and left behind questions, hard feelings, and confusion. I don't know... someday maybe I'll resolve them myself.

My dad is dead, and he was a mean, drunk, son of a b!tch alive.

My Dad is in heaven but he is a good man, he raised me right, enough said about that.

My Dad is a caring, funny, intelligent man that has character and integrity and charisma.

He just got out of the hospital a few days ago. We didn't know if he would be coming home or not.

I feel blessed to have seen him today. I don't know if he will be here next year.

Good for you My dad is the white version of rick james Happy daddy day white rick

im in the same situation.. i feel i missed out he died when i was 22

Thank you.

Your Dad sounds interesting.

My Dad is a wonderful, caring, giving, strong man that is an inspiration to all who have met him. Sadly we are losing him to the horrid diseases, Alzheimer's and dementia.

I love you, Daddy and will always think of you as you were.

My dad is 86 this week. He is a man of great integrity and kindness. He is always a perfect gentleman. He is smart and hard-working. He never complains. He always provided us with a good home and took us on great camping vacations and took us back-packing and taught us to fish and gut a trout. He knows how to fix anything and did. He is generous to a fault. His only real fault would probably be his Irish temper....but I don't think I got that gene just all the good ones. This world is a better place because my dad has lived in it.

My Dad passed away December 31, 2008. He was simply an amazing man, very caring, a loving father and grandfather..someone I would want my boys to take after. I actually got an email from one of my friends letting me know what an effect my father had on him. He said that my father taught him work ethics and how to be a good father..that email made me smile!!
The most amazing story I have about My Dad is, I was about 5 years old and he left me a note telling me how he heard the tooth fairy flying around trying to find my bedroom. I keep think tucked away so I could keep it forever and as I grew older I thought...what kind of man would take the time to write a letter about the tooth fairy to his daughter? Then I would smile and say, a perfect Daddy!!
When my Dad passed away I wrote him a letter and I had planned on reading it to him in front of everyone. I couldn't do it, my heart was breaking knowing that I would never be able to tell my Dad I loved him again or even just to say Good Morning to him. It has been around 18 months since he passed away and things have not gotten any easier...I am still waiting on that time to pass to help this broken heart mend.
So to everyone that has lost a parent, I feel your pain!!
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN DAD...ANGEL KISSES

My Dad is......simply amazing!

My Dad is the strong silent type. Being the only girl, I didn't get a whole lot of time with him growing up...he was always pretty busy playing some kind of sports with the three boys or teaching them how to turn a wrench, chop wood, etc. But I wanted his attention too, so I stood in the driveway for hours one day trying to make a foul shot so I could impress him. When he got home from work, I showed him I could do it! He was so cool. He told me to go get dressed up, which I did in my best pink long dress that was for very special occasions (we were sorta poor!) and he put me on the back of his motorcycle and took me out to dinner, just him and I. He bought me rum ice cream for dessert and I went home and told my mom I was drunk!

I'll never forget how I felt that day...like I was his little girl. So completely loved.

He was diagnosed with colon cancer this past year and he's fighting for his life right now. Yesterday I called him (he lives 3,000 miles away!) and it was so hard. It took me about five attempts because I just kept thinking this might be the last time I get to say "Happy Father's Day Dad!" I can't help crying, even now, though I made it through the phone call without losing it. I don't know what I'm going to do without his constant love and support. I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful man for a Dad. He promised he'd be here next year for the graduation ceremonies for my son and I. I pray he can keep that promise!

My dad died 24 years ago,he taught me how to get smacked if he had a fishing pole pulled in the water after he told me to watch them, when I was eight years old,and YELL ALL THE TIME WHILE DOING THAT so EVERYONE at the lake would know how BAD he was,, he taught me how to NEVER speak or walk in front of his view of watch ANY sports on TV. and he taught me how he loved to smack my mom around all my kid life..
oh,,and to blow your nose in your hand and wipe it under your arm pit,,,and how to just blow it outside as most will just stick against you,,and how drinking beer can make you just want to beat the living shlt out of anything that moves,,and how if someone hurt me I could tell him about it and HE could ALSO hurt me for telling him...oh,,and YOU have to eat what before you or you got beat till THAT came out behind you...
All of THIS ABOVE,,BELIEVE THIS NOW,,wink,
ALL OF HIS BRUTALITIES,,made me KNOW,,,without any THOUGHTS of OTHER,,I WOULD GROW TO NEVER REPEAT HIS MIND, HEART,BODY,OR SOUL,,to be LIKE HIM in ANY FORM..

SO,,hey,,,not one person in my entire life has said anything against me but I was a nice man..and many say much more to the good of my heart and life,,,
THAT POOR EXCUSE FOR A DAD,,taught me all that I could NEVER BE,,,,wink, someone bottle THAT and make a fortune

GOD WORKS IN VERY ODD WAYS,,,,,wink,

My dad took his own life in 1975..Until I was 15 he was my hero..He taught me many things like how to shoot and hunt, ride a motorcycle, build a car engine, how to frame a house and put a roof on it..build the chimney...He lived a full life being a paratrooper, pilot, he raced bikes and cars and had his own stunt show where he set 3 world records...And then he tried to molest me and he was my hero no more.. I couldn't wait to get away from home...I realized later in life that he was a sick man to do what he did but to this day I know he is watching over me as I see his race car number alot of times when I look at the clock...

I grew up without a dad. Or for that matter, a mom. At age 2 was dropped off at an orphanage. So had to go through life not knowing the love of parents.

My Dad Is, Was and always will be my Hero, My strength
my world, although he passed when I was just 15 he to this
day guides my path, lifts me up and reminds me that life is
awesome

My dad was killed in a motorcycle accident when I was 14 months old. My mom told me he was a printer by trade, and a great guy, who had alot of friends.

My dad is a recovering alcoholic that never had time for me or my sister, and was angry and abusive towards women. In turn, his women became abusive towards his children.......