Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Treatin' the ladies to corn on the cob.

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"1940 Dodge"

Whatever I can say about my father, I can't say he sat around blogging about his dreams while sitting on the sofa.  Now you see him, now you don't;  not really a stand-up kind of guy, but he knew what he wanted.  What he wanted was mostly just to go.  I wonder if that's how he lived in his gray-flannel for so long, by buying vehicles that could one day take him away with the straight life in his rear-view mirror.



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4 comments:

Maria B said...

I think my Dad would have lived the same way, but for the fear... Instead, he just chased "business ideas" also known as scams

¡Vizcacha! said...

I'm not sure which is more regrettable. What do you think? Living in fear and playing it "safe," or doing exactly what you want and hurting people in the process. Hopefully we will find that middle ground.

I think that my dad was probably meaner emotionally to his wife when he was longing for the road, but he stayed around ... until he didn't.

Maria B said...

I would have to say that my Dad was mean to his wife, period. Resented her for his choice to marry her with her mental illness. Sometimes, when it would become too much and he would leave (he never went very far), he would eventually run out of money and come back, and then resent her for that as well. I don't know which is worse. I choose instead a wife who will have adventures with me or let me have my own while she has her own, if that's what we want, as long as we are both happy, loved, and free. I don't think either of our Dads thought they had that choice, maybe?

¡Vizcacha! said...

I think you're right. I know my dad was tightly constrained within his belief system, as was yours. Of course, women were/are even more constrained in those systems. So, resentment flourishes. Not against the systems, of course, because that kind of unrest would rip their worlds apart.

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