Big Daddy

I'm currently listening to: Babies of the 80's by Something Corporate (Thanks Chris Hill!)

My dad is a genuinely good guy. He sings in the church choir, and has done his best to be nice to my boyfriend (who is apparently frightened of him for some reason). On average, he tries to keep tabs on me, but for the most part trusts me to watch after myself. He's already been through the ritual of "letting go" for Athene, and in about ten months he'll have to do the same for Tarrith (my brother) if he goes to college out of town.

He works at Circut City, which has been known to run him from a store on one end of the city all the way to the other, and then still need time to do his end-of-shift report. Granted, he didn't always work there. He used to work for Unisys until his job dissappeared. They just didn't have a place for him anymore, and his job was no longer necessary. That night, Dad took the five of us (Mom, Dad, Me, Athene, and Tarrith) all to the Spaghetti Factory and broke the news. I can remember the Commodore 64 that we used to have, and the family dinners- but mostly I remember seeing pages of classifieds with highlighted ads. That was quite some time ago, though.

Dad went to school at Cleveland (before it was a naval academy), and then went into the Navy anyway. That was where he got quite a bit of his technical training. An old friend of his introduced him to my mom on a float trip. According to family legend, Dad taught Mom how to drive a jeep, and Dad spent quite a bit of time digging himself out of holes...

They were married at the Missouri Botanical Gardens before it became an expensive thing to do, and the pictures are beautiful. Dad had apparently tried wearing contacts, but they made his eyes extremely bloodshot, and he never really tried them again to my knowledge.

They moved into an apartment above Grandma C's flat as newlyweds. They moved again after Athene was born.

And I guess you could say the rest is history.