In boxing, the term "southpaw" is used to describe the fighters who are left handed. These types of fighters are very few and far between, but when one comes around they say it is very hard to beat one because they can counter your every move. My father, Jerry Long, is a southpaw but has never stepped foot in a boxing ring. My father earned the title of southpaw through his battle with life, constantly getting hit time after time but continuing to stay in the match and delivering a few blows himself.
Jerry Long is not a very extravagant man to most of the world. He is a husband, a father of two children, and a grandfather to one (soon to be two) grandchildren. He does not have the largest home or the most toys, but he has the heart of gold and the fight of a champion. As a child, my dad was behind me in everything I decided to do from playing football or basketball, skateboarding, racing go-karts/four-wheelers, you name it and I probably tried it at least once and he was right there with me. We would take weekend trips to places like Chattanooga Tennessee or Charlotte North Carolina just to go and have fun, we would go to different NASCAR races from Nashville and Bristol to Talladega and Indianapolis. We would go to so many big sporting events like Titians or Volunteer football, Predators hockey, and many more.
One day coming home from a NASCAR race in Indianapolis, my dad told me of a fight he was going to be in and that he wasn't quite sure how it was going to go. That fight would be finding a new job after the one he had been at for the last 20 years had let him go due to budget cuts. Seeing my father cry as he told me that he probably wouldn't get to do things that he had always done for me was quite an awkward moment for a few reasons. I did quite understand why anyone would not want my Superman to run their business because he was the best, I couldn't understand the fact that the way of life I had known was about to come to a sudden stop, and I also couldn't understand why this was happening to my family and not someone else.
My Father The most significant influence on my values is my father. ... When I was 18, my father asked me to sit down with him and discuss what I planned on doing with my life. ... I wasw not scared of my father, but of having to start taking responsibility for my life. ... That conversation is just one example of how my father has influenced me. ... Because of my father's direction, I am ready for what lies ahead. ...
I cannot remember a person in my life that had a more significant influence on me than my father. My father has been the driving force behind my academic achievement. ... I attribute these valuable lessons to my father, and I am sure that they will stay with me for my entire life. ... I only wish that when my time comes, I can mold, shape, motivate, and encourage my child the way my father has done for me. My father has not merely influenced me. ...
Guide to Beginning Boxing Boxing is a sport which requires a lot of time and patience in order to learn. A boxer has to have several techniques learned before they even begin to think about stepping into the ring. The three main skills involved in boxing are offense, defense, and posture. These ...
Past I was born in 1989 and, at that time, my father was 32. ... I feel more comfortable with my mom rather than my father, as like Harlow's experiment. ... I always wanted to develop my peer relationship, but my father did not allow me to do. ... My father's parent style last for my whole school years till I became university student. ... Compare to me, my father is having really hard time nowadays. ...
Later that night my father didn't get much sleep. ... Before it all came crashing down my father was laid off by my uncle. ... Noticing my father eying the car one day Mr. ... He was a great mentor in my father's journey and opened a lot of doors for my father in an effort to get him into college. ... Shwartz offered my father an ultimatum. ...
How not to do it, after all you were my father. ... Of course, I look like my father. ... My father was also a violent man. ... I think my father felt incomplete and empty. ... My father was old, tired and gloomy. ...
I will never forget the last phone call I got from my father. ... I really didn't want to go by myself because I knew my father's family was going to be there and I wasn't very close with any of them, not even my father. ... He was the only one out of all my four brothers from my father's side that ever came around. ... They all knew who I was because I look just like my father. ... Never had I felt so close to my father. ...
A Memory of My Father Judith Ortiz Cofer's "My Father in the Navy: A Childhood Memory" and Theodore Rothke's "My Papa's Waltz" are poems which were written with a positive theme toward the father figure. ... This was evident as the speaker states, "The hand that holds my wrist was battered on one knuckle; at every step you missed my right ear scraped a buckle" (lines 9-12). ... The writers of each poem describe a father's home coming and each speaker remembers their father in a positive manner. ... This was evident as Rothke's speaker states, "You beat time on...