Home Forums Hunting & Shooting Hunter's Campfire After my Dad died.

The last time I saw him was at my brother's funeral 12-26-98. Of course my dad had all of his drug buddies at my brother's house stealing everything during the funeral. Some whacko finally strangled him and beat him to death with a pool stick about 6 years ago. I would piss on his grave but my sister had him cremated. Everybody is better without him. I smile thinking he knew I had kids knowingnt hat he would never get to meet them. Yes- I am an [bleep] like that. There is a lot more but that is the jist of everything. The only thing I knew growing up is knowing I didn't want to be like him. And yes- I am VERY successful.

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My dad is 84 now. In his prime he was MUCH a man and is still my hero. We don’t always see eye to eye, but daddy never let those things get in the way of loving me and letting me know he always had my back.

His love is absolutely unconditional.
He was a passionate when whipping my a$$ as he is when letting me know he loved me.

Remarkable man in many many ways.

I dread the day I know is coming, choking back tears now just thinking about it.

I’m not really good at this stuff, hope I got the right wun.

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Dang.

Guess I’m lucky as hell. Old man is a better man than I’ll ever be. He’s one of those real Christian’s that never tells anyone he is, they know it by how he lives. Man of actions not words. Worked his ass off, provided for his family, stayed true to his wife and would give anyone the shirt off his back.

He had some health troubles a few years ago I remember?

How is he?

You peepols is shlackin.

Not mine but seems apropos for the convo.

And it's just a badass song.

I have 4 grand sons to carry my name on , and lots of uncles sons to carry on my moms maiden name.


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My dad passed away on Oct. 1 while he was living at our house at 93. He was still doing fairly well till the end, some kind of cardiac event. It was fairly quick and seemed to be quite painless. He had outlived all his friends and was ready to go. Much better than rotting in a hospital bed with tubes down your throat and up your dick. About a clean of an exit as you could hope for. Good end for a good man.

But yeah, it sure leaves a hole in your life than will never be filled.

my dad died when he was 71yo. the night he died, he was going to the Clevland Heart Clinic early the next morning. Dad went to sleep and sometime later he had a massive heart attack.

it will be 2 years since he died. everyday i think about him. everyday i miss him. my dad has 3 sons and 4 grandsons. they say that time will heal all wounds, BS, it never gets better.

After my Dad died I began to realize much, much more about how great a man he was. I loved him dearly as he did all of us - that was the simple norm - and for 70 years I had somehow taken his excellent qualities and actions for granted.

Weren't all dads like mine? I assumed so when a kid. Brilliant, very athletic, strong Christian, always learning, hard working, true to my Mom and our family in every way, tough yet kind and loving, made sure we had everything we needed and just a bit of what we wanted. Built a career from zero scratch and contributed to most of the lives around him.

I am grateful that he and I had such wonderful times together and that I was able to tell and show him that I loved and appreciated him. But, after he left here it became more and more clear that I had not done enough. Given my experience as a father and the still growing evidence that all dads are not the same, the memory of Dad is more and more touching.

Mornin, yep miss him big time! We used to hunt, trap, fish together. I not only lost my father but also my best friend. Mom died to young (cancer). Dad was last of his generation, all brothers died way before him. Even with him around I still felt childish now & again, once he was gone you feel all alone & it's about time to put on your big boy pants & grow up!! GWPGUY. 🐾👣🇨🇦

Mine died when I was 22, he was 52. That was 52 years ago, and I often find myself wishing he'd lived long enough for my kids to have known him. I believe that children benefit from having a good relationship with grandparents, as I know I did. I was very fortunate to have had the best grandparents anyone could have asked for, and I am trying to be that to my grandkids.

On April 20 th it will be 7 yrs. We were not all that close , we even argued a lot. he was loud, outspoken and gave out way too many opinions. I, like my mom , am much more soft spoken, and would much rather not say much until I have to.. I'm sure I have avoided much trouble in my life by talking a little less. The 1st year I was miserable. The second year was a little better. Now, after 7 yrs. I am not bummed out about it. I still miss his phone calls to ask if I saw any deer or got any fish. I'm ok with it now,, even joke about it sometimes. My son,, crazy as it sounds is almost exactly like both of us mixed together. My son, like my dad , very hard working, and outspoken. Me, I would take off any time I can to go fishing or hunting. I am a big money saver,, but then will spend if the price is right.. Dad hardly spent an extra dime. Scolded me once for buying a 15 cent soda after winning a little league game.. He would have thrown a fit if he knew mom treated the whole team to a soda. He was that frugal. He went fast. He was even making bid houses till two weeks before he died and worked in the yard the week before he died , but sat down and said, I just cant do it anymore. A few weeks late , he goes to the hospital and 4 days later he died.. Glad it was not a long prolonged disabled death.. That is my biggest fear.

I didn't know your dad, so his passing didn't really affect me at all.

It's apparently not as common or important to used to be.