Fathers

On Sunday my father slip and fell on his stairs. Now he is old at the age of 83. My mother took him in the hospital and they found 5 different tumors and are going to biopsy today. I talked to my younger brother yesterday and we both knew that this one come one day but it is much tougher than I would have imagined. For me my father was my rock. He served in the army at 16 during the korean war. The military found out he wasn't 18 after about a year and shipped him back home. Then he joined the air force. I asked him a few years ago why he joined the air force and his reply was simple. I ran around for a year and a half dodging bullets, hauling a base plate and ammo. I thought if I was going to make something a career I might so something less dangerous.

From waking me up at 6:30 or 7:00 during the summer to cut the grass because we are "wasting the day" to my steady temperament I have learned so much from him. He by no means a perfect man but he was my rock which is now going to be taken away sometime soon. This is much harder than I thought and I only hope that I can have the same impact on my 3 children and can pass some of his lessons on to them

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Fathers