Charles I mean to tell you the same thing as to Lakeroadster. I`d think your a great guy and respect you fore telling the truth here in public . We all have our bags full of life history some is bad and hopefully most of it is good. Thanks again buddy, Martinius.
WOW! I feel like I just got off the therapists couch and had a coupon for 1 free session. Thanks guys. Group hug? James 4:17 ESV "So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin."
Martinius, You need not feel sorry about something none of us can change today. That is the way things go, to me it was no big deal, there is no book on how to raise a child that works each and every time, spare the rod spoil the child was not the way it was then. There is a difference between getting the crap beat out of you and one or two swats @ school or Mom taking a belt to you for a few hits. That pain from Mom only lasts if at all a day. A good ass kicking from your peers could last 10 of more damn days of healing if the fight lasted anytime at all, longer if you got your nose broke and had to have it reset, then you had to deal with the raccoon eyes. Today's stories about Mom brought back great memories and some laughs, not the cold shakes. Enjoy,
Whooa! Say what? It's all good fellas, none of it bad. My Mom did the right thing, I deserved it and I'm glad she did it. She only dished out what I genuinely deserved. Like I said: I guess maybe something got lost in the translation, or perhaps it's a cultural multi-national thing?
Sometimes you need a good asswhoopin to make shure you are paying attention. Unfortunately, saying NO just doesn't seem to compute, much to the chagrin of the hippy crowd.
Hey Russ, remember the words they always said right before they gave you the immortal whuppin? "This is gonna hurt me worse than it's gonna hurt you!" I made the mistake one time and told dad "Then don't do it 'cause I don't want you to hurt!" I think he read the sarcasm in my voice! Timeouts don't work. Bring on the "board of education"!
My daughter isn't perfect, but I have not raised a hand to her, nor will I. My dad used to beat the shit out of me or my brothers if we even looked at him wrong. All that did was make us swear we would beat the shit out of him as soon as we were big enough. Lots of anger. All that did was made damn sure I was on my on at 16. "You don't like the rules??? Well, as long as you live under THIS ROOF..." So at 16 I changed the roof I lived under. I really don't think that how fast you can get your child out of the house is the objective when you decide to have a child. And my dad? I forgave him. I really don't want my daughter to feel she needs to forgive me. I'd rather her know that I love and support her as I can. She is my gift from God. I'm just not gonna beat that. The challenge today is still the same~ Why should they care? That's why I love teaching 3rd grade students.
It is good to see that a lot of us when working on our project cuss some while others use prayer and other thoughts when the time come for it to be used. This thread has taken a new life of its own as they do sometimes. This forum sometimes becomes a conduit to release/vent once in a while and that is kool.
That is what friends are fore Yeah, i am glad the people here at this forum tell eachother how life has been and is . It makes me to understand others living in a better way! As i stated before Life is more then old trucks. B.t.w. i purchased a new dual brake cylinder setup from Engineered Components Inc. and will install the setup for disc/drum this spring. Looking forward to start on the job. I`ll recommend this setup as it is US made and there quality is magnificant .The install is easy and fits perfect together with the Stock 1/2 ton truck brake pedal setup not needing the brake booster. http://www.ecihotrodbrakes.com/catalog.html 67-72 Mustang dual Master Cylinder parts number is EC-445 (front disc/rear drum) . Integrated 10 PSI residual valve. $75.00 The rail frame adapter for the dual MC, EC-420 $89.9. 2 PSI Residual valve EC-650 $25.00. Brass 3/4 T Junction Block/flares. Martinius.
Beatings are never called for, but a pop on the butt can be a wonderful motivator. My daughter rarely needs more than a threat to motivate her, but my son.......hard headed. I frequently have to carry the wooden spoon around as a deterrent. Don't have to use it too often.
It does seem since the law came inbetween parents punishing there kids, the kids seem way more out of control these days. I've seen kids disrespect there parents, call them names and basiclly do want they want. That would have never happen years ago when parents would not let there kids disrespect them. I really never got hit, but my dad let me know if I ever got out of line he would bet the crap out of me. Guess that was enough to set me straight. Of course guess where I got my temper from and learned the alphabet in cursing style?
Interesting & Thoughtful Thread ! Sadly , I'm one of those who use bad word far too often . Interestingly , yesterday morning as I got our of my car I tripped over my cane and launched my self hard into the big trash bins then the cement of the driveway , it nearly knocked me out and I'm still very sore , have a big knot on my forehead . the good news ? I don't think I swore and I usually do whenever I get hurt of otherwise feel pain . I hope to break or at least control this bad habit of mine , I have a tiny Grand Daughter now and I don't want her to have my vocabulary . Still working on forgiving my Dad , I'd better get to it as he's 92 and wheelchair bound now . I plan to go visit him to say good bye next week .
Keep working at it Nate. At your age, I'll bet you've accomplished much more difficult tasks than correcting your vocabulary, or forgiving your Dad Don't let that last one slip away. Glad you didn't hurt much more than your pride with that fall.
Funny you say that Nate, my dad always yelled at me for everything and always let me know what a stupid idiot I was. He always threaten to beat the crap out of me and when he bought something for me he would always threaten to take it away. I basically always thought he hated me. All through the years I would stop talking to him sometimes for a year or two, but I would always go back for more punishment hoping he would treat me like a father son should be instead of a drill Sargent. Well, for last several years he was blind and could not walk and the last year I tried again. I guess with him sitting there, his thoughts got the best of him, or something and when I got in contact with him he finally recognized me as his son and not a piece crap he brought into this world. I finally got the father I always wanted. He even started calling me every 3 days to see how I was doing and see the the progress on my truck. My dad died New Years Eve and I still look at the answering machine to see if he left a message. I guess what I'm saying is it's never to late to be the bigger man and make the attempt. I'm glad I did because I finally feel whole as a person and finally got my dad's respect even if it was only for the last year.
Don't wait, Nate. I lost my dad when I was 15 and would give anything to have just one more conversation with him. Rico is right... it's never too late. Please do it while you have the opportunity. You will thank yourself. Damon
Nate, Getting the elder to smile when they see you is a reward that cannot be topped. Sometimes, a lot of the times the elders do not remember any of that bull shit they did. Go for the visit and get the smile.
Thank you ! I am planning to go as I lost Mom last year , I saw she was getting near her end and went February , she left us in July shortly after her birthday . Pops was/ is a difficult Man , he's never been very happy and me being the last of 6 children and an " ! oops ! " baby when the marriage was already bad , didn't help things . Never the less , you shouldn't ever punish a child for being born and that's just what both of my 'rents did , and is why I left when I was 8 Y.O. never to return . In his own way I can see he likes it when I come by now , I have some nice photos of his 90th birthday when I stayed by his side all day . Last night I got to spend several hours with my Son and when Michelle and my Grand Daughter came home , her too although she was sound asleep .
You guys bring tears to my eyes. Once again, I feel like I am getting a free session at the therapists couch. The last time my father and I got along, I was about 7 or 8. Sure, I can make excuses as to why, but basically he was a full time alcoholic and I despised everything about him. And me, well, I was a sarcastic little punk a** know it all. Long story short, he has since passed, with the alcoholism, he was often bitter and angry, guess who is bitter and angry now?.....YEP! As I move forward, I simply try to be the best role model that I know how to be. Sure, I mess up, but my name isn't Jesus either.
