I don’t know if people will see this if it scrolls too fast, I hope they will see and join in.
I would love to hear other people’s stories about their fathers, funny, strange, odd stories, memories.Â
My foster father passed 9 years ago, a difficult person in the extreme and yet there were things about him that were admirable. Even though he’d brutal things in the aggregate, he was still irreplaceable to my heart. One memory about dad … when he was 45, he bought his first car, but didn’t know how to drive. It was a 58 Chevy stick. Dad walked around it, patting it, speaking softly, saying in Hungarian to the car, that everything was going to be alright, that the car should not be afraid, that ‘the rider knew the way’ … Then we all piled into the car, holding on for dear life as dad kept popping the clutch all the way to the end of the road, while yelling at the top of his lungs, Hee-Yah! … It was so exciting that the car hopped around like that, with my normally stern father acting so wild. It wasn’t til I was older that I understood. My father, who grew up in a tiny village in Hungary had not been in the USA very long and the salesman told him there were “horses under the hood.” So Dad just thought he’d have better luck driving, if he first spoke to “the horses” to reassure them, just as all the Magyar men did with the stallions back in the village.