Good advice from the Parrot Head clan….I’m no Pete Rose, I can’t pretend While my mind is quite flexible these brittle bones don’t bend [Chorus:] I’m growing older but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck So let the winds of change blow over my head I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead Sometimes I see me as an old manatee
My Dad was – til the day he died – always one step ahead of me. He seemed to know what I was thinking or what I was going to do before I did. I could never put anything over on him.
We often clashed when I was growing up but although we’d argue, we always could talk to each other. I finally understood that the reasons we’d butt heads were that we were so much alike.
It took me until my late ‘30s to realize that I’d become my father. I called him and told him I realized “Oh my God, I’ve become my old man!”
I had been on my own pretty much since I was 20 or so. And I was 26 when my daughter was born. But there were many times that I felt I didn’t really start to grow up until I had a child of my own. She is now 36 and I still don’t feel grown up!
Like many young people, about the time I turned 12 or 13 my folks became both uncool and stupid. Finally when I turned 27 or 28 I called my dad and asked “Why am I still alive?” He replied “It was close, real close a couple of times. If I could have gotten rid of the body, you’d have been gone!” Based on some of the stuff I put them through, no judge would have convicted him. Love you dad, miss you.
There were things I found out about my Dad after, as an adult, my sig other asked the pertinent questions. I always thought it was none of my business growing up.
Templo S.U.D. over 4 years ago
fifteen years’ worth (or that many years)
Michael G. over 4 years ago
And he has learned much!
mauser7 over 4 years ago
Good advice from the Parrot Head clan….I’m no Pete Rose, I can’t pretend While my mind is quite flexible these brittle bones don’t bend [Chorus:] I’m growing older but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck So let the winds of change blow over my head I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead Sometimes I see me as an old manatee
Linguist over 4 years ago
My Dad was – til the day he died – always one step ahead of me. He seemed to know what I was thinking or what I was going to do before I did. I could never put anything over on him.
We often clashed when I was growing up but although we’d argue, we always could talk to each other. I finally understood that the reasons we’d butt heads were that we were so much alike.
It took me until my late ‘30s to realize that I’d become my father. I called him and told him I realized “Oh my God, I’ve become my old man!”
His answer: “What took you so long?”
contralto2b over 4 years ago
I had been on my own pretty much since I was 20 or so. And I was 26 when my daughter was born. But there were many times that I felt I didn’t really start to grow up until I had a child of my own. She is now 36 and I still don’t feel grown up!
Bruce1253 over 4 years ago
Like many young people, about the time I turned 12 or 13 my folks became both uncool and stupid. Finally when I turned 27 or 28 I called my dad and asked “Why am I still alive?” He replied “It was close, real close a couple of times. If I could have gotten rid of the body, you’d have been gone!” Based on some of the stuff I put them through, no judge would have convicted him. Love you dad, miss you.
WCraft Premium Member over 4 years ago
In all seriousness, as a father and a teacher; teens really think this way…
syzygy47 over 4 years ago
There were things I found out about my Dad after, as an adult, my sig other asked the pertinent questions. I always thought it was none of my business growing up.