|July 22, 2001|
is the best memory you have of yoru dad?Getting drunk together on a camping trip with his work
buddies when I was 16.
McMinnville, OR USA When I was about 7 yrs old, my dad got me up really early one morning and took me to Hardee's for breakfast, then to ride horses, then to a baseball game, then to go fishing. After that, we rented cartoons and watched them for the rest of the day. It is the one time that I really remember my dad not complaining about money and not having to worry about time constraints. IT's something I'll always treasure. Aww...I love my daddy :) Angela, 16
Bella Vista, AR USA My dad always took us to the zoos...all over NYC. We'd go on the weekends and spend whole days there watching animals, munching on candy apples and feeding peanuts to the squirrels as we walked around the parks. I always felt safe around dad. Fisch, 45
Preston, CT USA I have many good memories. One of my favorites is joking with my father while he was dying. He had cancer of the pancreas and of the prostrate plus a number of intestinal polyps. His liver was badly damaged and his heart was weak. His kidneys were working only erratically. We joked about him wearing out all at once like the Wonderful One Hoss Shay. Jill, 60
Saylorsburg, PA USA He pushed me on a swing set once. That was good. Jaden, 21
Brampton, Ontario CANADA
My father died 8 years ago and I still miss him. But my best memories of him are watching baseball with him. He'd sit on the couch and I'd lay down next to him with my head in his lap or against his chest. I did this even as an adult.
Playing his guitar. He is always so happy when he does.
I don't know... my dad is still alive and everything, so I never really thought about it.
Lots of good ones. Mostly just spending time with him, especially when we were out on our boat.
Although my father and I didn't get along after I was about 10, we did earlier. I remember as a girl of 5, waiting for him to come home from work on the corner of our street. We didn't have a car so Dad walked. As soon as he saw me, he opened his arms and I ran into them for a hug, then we walked home hand-in-hand. I remember this vividly as it was the only time my father showed me any affection.
The best memory that I have of my father that when my parents divorced he came and lived with me for 1 1/2 years and went to church all the time. The conditions of him moving in was that he could not drink because we did not. He went to church every sunday morning and night and every day in the week when there was a service. He also taught my daughter at nine months to walk. He passed away 17 years ago but those from my church still talk about he would invite thwem home for sunday dinner and would bake homemade bread and the best chocolate cake and banana cake they ever tasted. He also cooked spaghetti every New Years eve from the youngest days of my life that I can remember till he and my mother divorced and I then started doing it and still do after 30 years.
I don't have any. He left my mom, brother and I when I was 2.
I think that each Sunday during Winter we swim with a Winter Swimming Club and I enjoy spending time with just my Dad. I look forward to Sunday the most. It's my favourite day of the week. When I look back to my childhood when Im older, it will be the great times my father and I had during our years in the swimming club that I will cherish.
Loved to watch baseball or 70s detective shows or old movies on TV with my dad.
My mother died when I was very young and, though I once had a stepmother as well, that was for a very short period of time. I don't have any particular fond memories of my father that stand out, seeing as I have spent and continue to spend almost each dayo f my life with him--though I love him dearly, he does not seem special enough to me have a fond memories of--yet. But if I imagine he is dead--then I suppose I will remember all the times we just sat on our butts before the television and made jokes. That really is something both of us enjoy doing; sitting and making fun of people. then there are the drives to tulsa and back, where we talk about everything possible.
Wow, so many. I love my dad. He's my bud and we have a lot of good times together. I couldn't narrow it down to just one moment.
Since my dad works abroad, he's always at his happiest when he comes home or when we go out to stay with him. There really isn't a specific memory of him that I have which stands out. Although he did get me a copy of "NiGHTS: Into Dreams" for my Sega Saturn for my 12th birthday after telling me that he couldn't get hold of a copy... that was a really cool surprise.
The first thing that comes to mind is that he used to give me his pinky to hold when we were walking.
The best memory I have of my dad was when I was about 8 and went to work with my dad on take you daughter to work day. We only stayed there for about 2 hours and then we went to a texas rangers baseball game and ate peanuts and popcorn and nachos.
Being little and my dad would give us kids our Saturday night bath. He would dry my hair and rub it sop hard that my whole head and body would shake.
Beverly Hills, CA USA