I had a similar experience with my father. He fought in the spanish american war and was what ,that time period considered a MAN.
He cursed and smoked and drank. These all frustrated my rabid jw mother. My mom wanted me to be anything but like my dad.
I recall my dad running out of the house in his long johns and chasing a guy "who we rented a house from" down the street, because he had caused my mom to yell and holler over the rent.
My dad was about 65 yrs. old at the time.
I knew that my dad felt that my moms teachings were turning me into less of a man than he wanted.
Fast forward to my dad being 76 and I am 19 yrs.
Dad has had a heart attack and I and mom get him in the car and take him to the naval hospital in San Diego Calif.
I am scared shitless and we get dad in the hospital and two male nurses or what ever, take down what we tell them about dad and his illness.
They leave us in a small room and we wait and wait and wait.
All of a sudden my dad is in severe pain. I the 19 yr. old jump up and run to the room I think they are in and confront them and some officer/doctor. I scream at them to GET OFF YOUR DEAD ASSES AND GET IN THERE. MY DAD IS HAVING ANOTHER HEART ATTACK.
Much to my surprise, they all do just that. They get in there.
My dad, the guy with all the pain, just looks at me with the biggest smile and a satisfied look on his face. Never said a word, but I saw a look of satisfaction that I was becoming a man.
He passed away the next day. The navy offered burial in "is it in rosecrans cemetary" ? any way a cemetary not all sailors got to be buried in.
My mom the rabid jw would not allow it. At the burial, unknown to my mom and all of us the navy shows up with an honor guard and presents my mom with the flag from his coffin.
She was forced to be congenial and accept it. Funny thing is she kept it for the rest of her life.
I don't know if anyone else noticed it, but both dad and I knew we had silently spoken to one another and he felt I was a man and I knew he did.
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