His son,well he lived life on his on terms,never filling his fathers shoes.<quoted text>
What happen to his son???
But his son was there for him always,taking care and looking out for him and his mother.
No request went unfulfilled,even against his mothers wishes, his son
packed his father's cancer ridden body down to the river so he could fish...just to see the smile on his face,a reward you'll never understand!
His son was fortunate enough to get a job that allowed him to retired
after 30 years with a union pension and a meager 401k.
Why they hired me I can't explain...maybe because I smile a lot who knows?
Yes there is hippie in me,my mother was against my political views,my father a WW2 vet fought in New Guinea,Solomon islands and the liberation of Manila.
Told be your own man,just don't let your mother find out!lol
I am my fathers son,no mommas boy...if she where here,her exact words
would be...you are your fathers son,I heard it a many a time,believe me!
So that's what happen to me,and your excuse?