Originally Posted by simonkenton7
Originally Posted by hanco
Never knew my real father, saw him twice. My step fathers were “ You graduated high School. Get the Fuuck out of my house! “


My friend Greg had a step father like that. Greg graduated from high school on June 1, and when he got home after the ceremonies, step father gave him the graduation present, a 3 piece set of matching luggage, and said "Get the Fuuck out of my house!"

Greg never spoke to him again.

I was very lucky with my 2nd step-dad. I was 17 when he married my mother. We became close, hunted, fished, and worked together for about 20 years. He died kinda young at 69. I was with him and mom. I was holding his hand and cried for a while.Hard to think about it still. I should have spent more time with him than I did. I don't think my mother appreciated or treated him as well as he deserved.