Unfortunately by the time I peeled back enough of my own internal bullshit, my dad's health was failing as he was succumbing to cancer, being a life-long smoker. I did get to see him one last time before he died but he was not who he once was.
I eventually settled on living with my mother because at least she was trying. I didn't understand my dad until after I had my own children and seeing how they were.
The main reason I have no pictures with him is because, quite frankly, he was not a huge part of my life. It starts with having divorced parents. My parents also used me to get back at each other.
I don't have very many picture of my dad at all. This is one of the few I have. Image [photos.app.net]
Feels warmer than this, but I'm mowing the lawn. That's 19C for those of you who don't speak Fahrenheit. Image [photos.app.net]
We shall go on to the end.
We shall fight on the seas and oceans.
We shall defend our honour, whatever the cost may be
We will never surrender.