Hey guys! First I wanted to apologize for not having a review up yesterday. This past week has bee a trying one for me. As some of you know, my dad passed away from natural causes on Thursday just before 3 PM EST. He spent the last few years living in the hospital due to his diabetes and other ailments, but this post isn’t about him or me. Well, it is in part.
As strange as it sounds, I didn’t really appreciate what he did for me or taught me until the last few years. Hindsight is always 20/20 and few, if any, of us leave this world without regrets. Many of mine are based on the kind of son I was for years before straightening myself out. It wasn’t a case where my parents didn’t try or they were the types you hear on the news. Quite the contrary.
Looking back on it, I can honestly say, beyond a shadow of a doubt that they did as good a job as any could given the bundle of terror my mom gave birth to. Now I’m not blaming myself or anything like that, I’m simply stating the truth. I was the definition of hellion, hellraiser, or any other adjective you want to insert there. My dad even told me once he knew what kind of kid I was going to be and that was why he kept me on such a short leash. They taught me right from wrong, but I didn’t care about that. What I cared about was the single thought that used to scare the living hell out of me: what if my dad finds out?
That one thought kept me out of more trouble than I can ever hope to remember. I still managed to pull enough crap to get spanked or grounded every other day and that was because they only caught me in half of my shenanigans. I earned every lick I got and many more, but I never held it against them.
That brings me to my first homage to my dad this weekend. As much as I hate to admit it, we were exactly alike and couldn’t be around each other for more than a few minutes before we’d start fighting and occasionally exchange a jab or two. It helped me to develop a thick skin when being picked on or dealing with life’s issues. I’m a tough guy like him, but I also learned more from his tender side than I ever would’ve on my own.
With all of that in mind, I wanted to share this is a classic song by Johnny Cash that captures the cantankerous nature of our relationship at times. No matter what I did, good or bad, smart or stupid, sometimes tough love is the best kind. Plus, when looking back those were also some of the best and funniest moments of my life, just like this song. I hope you enjoy it everyone. It’s been one helluva ride.