Daddy Ate My Eyes

My Dad Eaten My Eyes

My dad was an avid drinker, his favorite being a bottle of bourbon. Through him, I gained insight into who he really was; he had many opinions about things but none about himself.

He had plenty of stories to tell and had no qualms about sharing them with others.

He was also a good sport when it came to letting me help him clean up the kitchen. He was an excellent cook, if not the best.

He was also a wonderful dad; an example of living by the Golden Rule: Be kind to your children.

Finally, he was also generous with his time and gave me things I needed in order for success in life.

He was an excellent friend and great to hang out with.

He also had the most intellectual mind I’ve ever known – a gifted storyteller and even better listener when discussing his parents’ business ventures.

Leave a Comment