Brandt, my step dad, has many wonderful characteristics. He is caring, funny, patient, smart, athletic, and very responsible. He is an interesting looking man who recently made it "over the hill-. His hair is black and gray and real thick everywhere except the bald spot on top. His face is rugged and burnt red with a mustache resembling Wyatt Earp or an old pirate. He also has this inter tube tummy probably caused by drinking too much. He usually covers his belly up with raggedy old shirts in dull colors. Unfortunately, at home he only wears his briefs and it makes stomachs turn. When he wears pants they are always torn and he's had them for twenty years. He wears socks all the time, even to bed. He also smells like onions, which is very unpleasant. .
Despite his appearance he isn't out of shape. This cop doesn't waste time talking things over either. I am not one who respects authority on command. I expect an equal respect from him, which continues to be a problem in our house. So, when Brandt demands that I take out the trash or get him a beer, a conflict arises and a physical fight usually follows. I have yet to win one of these fights, so I run and soon find I am beat once again. When I was twelve, I shoved a paperclip into an electrical socket and blew out the school's air conditioning. I was so scared to face my step dad that I hid in a closet for 2 1/2 hours. He eventually found me and snatched me up like a twig; I couldn't sit for a week. Running was out of the question so I fought as hard as I could and even then was overpowered. After that day I had no question about his athletic ability. This surprised me though considering he never exercises, although he mows the yard quite frequently. .
Mowing is one of his favorite things to do but unlike most people, he wears cowboy boots, a cowboy hat and daisy duke shorts when he mows. He is always responsible and has to make sure everything is perfect.
Dad's home The house slowly rumbled as the garage door opened and I started to think to myself " Dad's home." ... "Hey dad!" ... Unexpectedly my dad said, "Hey chief. ... I got downstairs and lay on my bed. ... In the same thought I answered my question with, " well, as you know you are his kid and what dad says goes." ...
Next is Anthony, Mark's younger brother, and his dad. ... My dad is out at the golf course getting his golf fix of the day, so he will not be back until dark. ... I only have one sister, Erin, who lives in College Station and goes to Texas A&M University My family is full of women; my dad is left to survive hair, clothes, and makeup. ... My dad is a golf fanatic, and that is an understatement. ... She is always out doing something in her garden or out playing golf with my dad. ...
All my life my dad has had a terrible drug problem. ... She had to get out, and as usual my dad was no where to be found. ... I witnessed my dad running away with our television as if he were a robber, and even selling cocaine right from his bedroom. ... I remember playing hide and seek with my family and to our surprise my dad wouldn't come out of his hiding spot. ... From his addiction, my dad has inspired me not to be who he now regrets. ...
HOW I CLEANED MY FIRST GOOSE My dad and I had just returned from goose hunting when he said, since I had shot my first goose this time out; I would have to clean it. ... Then dad told me to spread them out over the table in the basement. ... My dad said to get the very sharp knife out of the drawer under the table. ... Dad stopped me as I reached the top of the stairs. ... After doing that, my dad said I needed to use the knife to cut off the wings. ...
Whenever I was sick she would tell my dad to bring me over to her house so she could take care of me. ... My dad said that it is something wrong with grandma and we are going to have to send her to the hospital. ... My dad and I drove grandma to the hospital because her temperature was high and she was vomiting in the bed. ... After about three hours past, the doctors told my dad that grandma has a bad heart and she needs to stay here for a few weeks. ... The doctor and my dad laughed and the doctor said that I will make sure that she gets it. ...
My father, Jerry Long, is a southpaw but has never stepped foot in a boxing ring. ... 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. ... 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. ... I would later see dad at the computer for hours on end putting in countless applications just in hopes of keeping o...
It reminded me of the one dad had brought me for my sixth birthday, except my one resembled an AK-47. ... Dad said he was the best of the best - it was in his blood. ... I miss my mom; Dad never seems to want to talk about her. ... Dad hated it. ... Images of my dead wife haunted my mind. ...
My dad and I would spend every other Saturday together either watching the latest movie in the movie theaters or eating at restaurants. This was never a common routine when I was a little for the fact that my dad would not have a set schedule time from his long hours from work. ... ", as my dad reaches into his pocket to pull out his Aztec design leather wallet that he had gotten from his visit to Mexico. My dad would always carry cash with him wherever he went. ... My dad said "Bonding with family grows the family together and keep us strong....
