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500 Oodles Mega Game – Father's Day
Sunday is Father's Day and for a chance at 500 Oodles, tell us about an unforgettable father or an unforgettable moment.
Rules: You have until 11:59pm ET Midnight on Sunday 6/17 to post. Please post only once. Do not comment on other posts until after winners are announced. 20 people will be chosen randomly to win 500 Oodles.
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Hi GSNAngel! Let me start it off, by saying, I was not blessed to have dad with me, after age 3, due to his accident at work at a factory that was building ships during the war in the early 40's. He got hit in the head with a beam and had a brain tumor. In hospital (not as much medical knowledge as today) and I saw him once, but too young to go inside and had to wave at him, from the window of his room. I saw him during my senior year of high school next. I talked to him on the phone twice, after my first and last children where born. Then, after he was out of the hospital and able to work he worked for Vet, as he loved animals, especially dogs. I get that love of dogs from him. Well, Mom & he never got together again, but my Uncle was like a father, but not a good substitute. I had a minister that became like my father and was there for me for many years, both he and his wife. I have a note written about this story on fb. So, just want to say any good man the good Lord puts in your life can be a father, when yours is unable to be there. I love God, and he is my Heavenly Father and saw me through and still does today in the senior years of my life. Happy Father's Day Daddy God! (((hugs)))! Thanks for letting me tell my story & sorry so long of a post. (Rest story on facebook).
PS: GSNAngel I tried to retweet about the game, but it is not on there yet so tweeted you that I tried to RT it.
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My Dad, Because he did some things to me that made me an emotionally good man i am now.
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My "FATHER" was a GREAT provider and confidant. He passed away in 2006 from a massive heart attack.
The one thing I remember the most about my father is this: When I was about 6 years old, a neighbor in our community was a farmer and had boocoos of livestock that he needed help with maintaining. My father told me to be a success, get your feet wet, and get into the employment world. He took me to meet the farmer,(Jessie) and I told "Jessie", what I was willing to do to help him maintain his livestock, with my help. I was willing to get up any morning that he needed me, before I went to school, to help him out. Jessie said he could use me on, MON-WED-FRI, at 5am those mornings to help him with his needs. My "FATHER" was there listening to every word, and he inserted certain words and phrases to Jessie, to iron out the final details. Such as pay,inclimate weather conditions,livestock accepting me as a provider,school functions that might interfere with my duties. Jessie agreed to those conditions and even offered for me to come to his farm after school to perform chores, which I agreed upon. My "father" that same day took me to his Employers Federal Credit Union (Members ONE) to set up a savings account with them. He took money I made with helping Jessie to the credit union once a week and deposit it,he wrote down the deposit into my savings book,and put that book into a place I had designated in my bedroom. I worked for Jessie for 8 years and I never touched that money I saved, mostly because my father would not let me. If I needed something, my father would see to it that he provided it for me. After those 8 years of saving money, I had accumalated over $1200 and I was sooooo excited. Without my father taking the time to show me how to be self sufficient.......I WOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN ABLE TO PURCHASE MY 1ST CAR WITH CASH I HAD SAVED!!! I loved my father and miss him so much.
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My Daddy died when I was eight. He was my idol and I recently learned what an incredible father he really was...he wasn't my father, he knew it but he never treated me with anything but love.
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I had the most incredible father ever. He worked 7 days a week the raise a family of seven children. I was the first girl born after 5 sons and he was just beside himself to have a girl. Needless to say I was always daddy's little girl. When I turned 15 I woke up on November 30, 1972 and it was a blizzard in Michigan so my Dad insisted on driving me to my bus stop to get to school. When he dropped me off he grabbed me hugged and kissed me and said I love you my little french girl. That was strange to me because although we were extremely close we rarely said I love you because we just knew it. Well when i returned home from school on that day I arrived only to find out that my father had died that afternoon. I was devastated but I will always remember his last words to me "I love you my little french girl'" Thank you God for giving me that last memory of him!!!!!!! <3
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Growing up the middle child of a family with 8 children.really gave me a great respect for my father. We had a very close relationship that made me special not just one of the 8. He always provided the material things as well as the emotional. You always felt safe and cared for even though he was working a lot of the time. As I grew into adulthood our relationship seem to grow much stronger It was always me he called to talk when things were getting him down or to share a happy moment. It was me he invited to outings and vacations. We shared so much , my siblings still ask me about today I always have a new story about dad that they haven't heard. dad passed on about 12 years ago..for about the first year or so, I found myself regularly going to pick up the phone to call him for his help or advise he always seemed to have the answer or the perspective that I needed. I now can look back with a smile and realize how blessed I truly was to have such a close, honest and loving relationship with My dad.
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My Dad was always the calm and patient parent, while my Mom was the "yeller". They were both so supportive of me in my athletic endeavors, both financially and emotionally, so I nominated my father to be one of the Olympic torchbearers for the 2002 Salt Lake City Olympics. (Coca-Cola was sponsoring the torch run, you had to send in a nomination and write a certain number of words about why your candidate should be a torchbearer)
To my surprise he was chosen as a torchbearer, and they said they also wanted me to run! It was a great thrill for us to carry the Olympic torch, he ran, and then passed it to me for my leg. We had a lot of fun with all the festivities, and still have our uniforms and torches.
It was truly an unforgettable moment in our lives.
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When I was a kid I thought my Papa was the greatest ever, he supported me in all my activities. When I was 10, and learned how to snow ski so did he. I loved baseball and being pre-title 9 and a girl; I was only able to play softball he got me registered for softball and even filled in as an umpire when there was none. In high school I became a very active bicyclist, so did he, we would take long rides on weekends. To add an extra twist, Papa was significantly older than and of my classmates fathers, he was 43 when I was born - thus in his 50s when he started skiing and distance biking. Where we lived home fireworks were illegal, so he went to a nearby community to get them so I could experience what he had as a kid, then we would drive to see the community shows. Also in high school I became very involved in to drama company, he never missed a show I was in. As an adult, I learned about another side of him that was less than optimum, just as all of us are not perfect neither was he, but in spite of his faults he did his best to create the best possible childhood he could. For that I admire and respect him.
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Unforgettable is my dad. He was the youngest of 14 and a baby when they immigrated to the USA from Italy in 1920. He was the only one to graduate college, and then medical school. He then enlisted into World War II and contracted rheumatic fever in China. He was sent home, much to his regret, to work as a cancer surgeon at Walter Reed Army Hospital. He became Mamie Eisenhower’s personal physician. But that’s not important; it was at the Hospital he met my Mom. After he retired from the army, he taught at a teaching hospital and asking for a salary of $1.00 per year. He went on to have a an amazing career as a pioneer surgeon in his field. He finally retired at the age of 78.
With this said, my Dad always said marrying my Mom, and having 9 beautiful children were his greatest accomplishments. And I have such great memories of his love. He reigned over his family with an iron fist filled with love and humor. I was his youngest, and he was 46 years old when I was born. I’ll never forget, one time, he took me on a ferris wheel ride, that you rode in a cage that would spin. Well, it got stuck and WE got stuck upside down, for a long time. I was terrified. My father’s solution was to say “hey look at all the things that fell out of my pocket! See how fast you can get them for me.” So upside down, it took awhile, i gathered it all up and my terror was lost in the adventure. By then, the ride was fixed, and we safely got out. It wasn't until I was a mother, that I realized what he had done to make it a positive memory.
Throughout our lives, he never ever told us what to do or how to do it. But we all agree, he somehow, in his way, got all of us on our own unique pathways.
When he was asked at ceremonies to talk of his professional achievements, again it was all about Mom and the kids. He joked about the time my big brothers poured soap suds into the fountain outside the Army Hospital right before President Eisenhower was to visit. He was always regaling on how, although raising 9 kids can be stressful at times, it's how marriage and parenting provide amazing memories. Eventually, he told family stories from the time we were babies, to us being parents with babies.
As we all grew and went everywhere across the nation, we gave him 26 grandchildren. My Dad’s one rule was, we all had to be together at Thanksgiving. And we did. Those times were golden!
He took care of my Mom when she became sick in her 80s. She went into the hospital on Mother’s Day, and passed away on their 59th wedding anniversary in July. It seemed like a sign. My Dad’s work in this world was complete. The rheumatic fever that set in motion the creation of my family, wore out the valve in his heart. He died soon after, but he died at his second favorite place -- the operating room. I love you, daddy.
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My father was a good man, as best as he could be when he wasn't drinking. He taught me to be tough, he taught me to stand up for myself, he taught me how to dodge fists. He tried being a good man, he just got lost along the way. My dad made me laugh, he made me cry, he made me mad, he made me sad, he made me and that's what counts! Happy Father's Day to all those who still have their's, keep telling him what you want him to know NOW time is precious! Thank You Lord for also being My Father!
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My Dad was the best one ever. He took me on a fishing trip, camping trip, and to the park to enjoy all of my favorite activities. I enjoyed playing basketball, kickball, swinging on the swings, and having a great time with my family together. He also took me out to eat, to watch a movie, a baseball game, and gave me some spending cash for souvenirs. My unforgettable moment with my father and my two children is when we went to an amusement park and the fairgrounds. I rode the roller coasters, hang out with my friends, ate pizza while at the fair at lunchtime, and I had dinner at a restaurant. My Dad treated me to go shopping at the mall for the clothes that I love.
My unforgettable moment is when I get to participate in a variety of camp activities such as going to the fairgrounds to enjoy all the rides and attractions, bowling, doing a service project that involves plant flowers for the elderly outside a nursing home, raking the leaves by the house, going shopping for video games and toys for my friends, and providing week-long activities such as vacation camps, day camps, and overnight camps for people to enjoy to have fun. I also got to swim in the pools at the aquatic center, have a pizza buffet, and I took a ton of pictures!
When I was a kid in grade school, my dad helps me with my homework to make great grade for the years ahead, takes me to the pizza place for my birthday, buys me video games to play at home, and sometimes goes on field trips.
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i remember when my siblings and i were kids my dad would take us all and do things with us like fishing floating down the river take us to the amusment parks he was always doing things with us or helping us with our homework my father is a good and wonderful person . he was the best dad any kid would hope to have
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Even though my father and I have never been very close, I would like him to know that I do love him and really wish he would've taken me up on all the offers I gave him to meet me for lunch when I was at art school or to come over to see my first house I was soooo proud of. It would've meant the world to me to actually see him proud of me. But I guess he'll never even give me that.
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My Dad is a good man, I didn't know hard being a father is until now that I am grown. He was there to help me, keep me out of trouble, and I want to thank him for teaching me so many lessons. My Dad loves fishing, and I like to go with him because it's so peaceful on the water. One of my best moments with Dad was when we hadn't caught many fish, and knew it wasn't enough for dinner, because we had a big family, so as we were leaving, he offered the fish to a man and his 2 small children who looked like they didn't have much. They were so happy and thankful, he taught me how good it feels to be generous. Thanks Dad!
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