alreadycrazy, you silly leftcoasters need more than hairspray! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

I'm over there seriously seducing my husband, and you two are over here having fun! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

Ouuuu,,I think you have a better idea Suz!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Yo Coach,

You must have a large set of shoulders, becuase this 6'4" 250 LB angel is still sitting on one of them, whispering to you.

You said
Short answer...YUP. And worse for you I can be a pain in the neck, the brain, and a few other places as well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />



What can I say, it is what I do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> And by the way, thank you for the compliment (frisky little angel) man no one has ever called me that. Ask 2Long or WAT we have all met.


Ah, I can understand vengence. But recall that And in this case that means doing your DD proud even if she does not want it. Your children sound as if they have gotten some very good educations at your expense. They have gotten a very good life at your expense. So finish the job off by letting her have a very good wedding...at your expense OF COURSE. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Coach, I don't know what the news your #3 daughter brought you, but do this one thing correctly because when it is all said and done your vengence will be a daughter that understands the mistakes she has made, and the sense of betrayal you feel. Let her feel it fully by showing her the man you are. She will in the long run, perhaps it will take her own children getting married, but she will.

In my years I have come to truely believe that "what goes around comes around". Life has a devious way of repaying those that hurt others for their own selfish reasons.

Be her "Dad for a day". You will not regret it. I have a feeling many others will regret what they have done and said.

God Bless,

JL

You know JL, I never imagined you being 6'4" and 250 pounds. You seem much to "cerebral" with your wisdom and excellent and compassionate advice. Yeah, I know this is a stupid thing to say, as if a 250 pound man can't be "cerebral". Funny thing about perceptions...



Cheers,

LM

LM,

Why thank you. Actually, the most common thing I hear is "you don't look like a physicist". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> You should have seen my college professors trying to figure out if a football and basketball player was for real majoring in physics. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I was and the rest is as they say...history. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> At least in graduate school they did not know I had played college sports.

You want to know something odd. I have been very active in our kids HS. Particularly in fundraising and sports. After 11 straight years there we are finally done. IN any event I have know some of these people a long time. One day at a cocktail party I was talking to a woman I have known for about 20 years via our kids. She was mentioning that her son was thinking about goind to graduate school and mentioned the school. I told her if she thought it would help I would be happy to write him a recommendation as I have known him since he was a baby, and it is in the department I received my PhD from. She was shocked and thought I was kidding her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> She had no idea because I "did not look like a scientist". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I wrote the letter and he did go there. It was actually great fun.

Do you know what is more interesting. I have had more than a few posters here over the years think I was a female. I have always taken that as a great compliment. As I do your statement.

Must go.

God Bless,

JL

Coach,

Now when I get a chance to get on MB, I read your thread before I read my own. Probably you've made some nice post on mine, and I'll get to it later, but I just wanted to say how pleased I am for you that one of your progeny has been dispatched to bind your wounds and nurse your tortured soul.

Nothing could beat that!

You have been so kind to keep us updated - and I await with pre-amazement the tale which you will no doubt deliver to us this night.

I just put my one and only (progeny) to bed and kissed her a few times on the head. I hope that 20-something years from now she can return the favor. Well, I'll only be 67 in 20 years - and hope I can still take care of myself then, so make that 30.

-AD

That makes two of us! I imagined him sorta like my dear hubby...5'9" and 162 lbs.

But now I know, you are more like my father. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

Well, JL, if YOU don't look like a scientist...

...well... ...I must be HOSED!



People have said I look like Gabby Hayes or maybe Jerry Garcia.


...did either one of them have a PhD?

-ol' 2long

2L,

No they didn't but the both had a lot more money than we do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Heck, 2L you do fit your profession pretty well. My D just graduated from college with a degree in Earth Scinece. In a department ceremony they brought out a box of rock collected on the campus and let each graduate select there very own rock. I thought that was pretty neat actually. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Of course if you swich from the Gabby Hayes thing to Hopalong Cassidy THEN you would be in the big bucks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Susan, YOUR FATHER???? Oh man, I think I am getting... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Must go. You all behave now ya hear.

God Bless,

JL

JL, That must mean I'd probably come up only 1/2 way between your elbow and your shoulders. LOL!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I remember in high school during an awards ceremony, the teachers set us in alphabetical order and my partner was 6'4". I was later told someone yelled, 'hey where's L, we can't see her! LOL!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Ok Coach, the rest of us are patiently and anxiously waiting. Do you realize how hard it is to do both at the same time. LOL!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

take care,
L.

I finally figured it out !!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Just Learning is actually Phil Jackson .... the 'Zen Master' of professional basketball.

It all makes sense now.....Can you dig it?

Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

I guess at 5'10", 135 lbs that makes me a little man.

But....I am HUGE where it matters most! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

...My heart! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> LOL

Coach, hang in there...You have everyone thinking of you in our prayers.


hcii

It looks, smells and tastes like a pickle.......but at the core....its still a cucumber.

hmmmm....

ooooooh Coachie????? We are awaiting an update!

Happy Father's Day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Ok, so please be patient with me. So much has happened in the last 24 hours that I’m reeling from it all. This whole thing has me swinging back and forth; doing one thing, saying something else, changing my mind…being angry, being hurt, being so sorry for I don’t know what…except that there’s been so much pain for everybody. So I’m posting right now about something a little left of center to subject under discussion…yet it does have relevance…

I had to put my current problem aside this morning and some how clear my head. I took Jake and drove up to my mother’s house in Palm Beach to pick her up…then went with her to the cemetery to visit my dad. He’s been gone now for just over 6 months and I miss him more today then I did when he left us. In fact it angers me more now…that he’s not here now, when I need him so much…

In all that I do, I try to emulate my father, and I know that I never will...be the man he was that is. He was the best man I ever new. The epitome of the American hero. Not someone important I guess…as most would define important. He didn’t run a huge company, make huge sums of money, her never changed the course of history and he will never be written about as an example to us all of anything…yet he should be.

All this man ever did was love us all with everything that was in him…work tirelessly to be sure we all had everything we needed…taught us all (his children) about tolerance, understanding and trying to do what’s right…and he did it every day of his life…with no deviation and no excuse for time off…and he did it by living a life of love, tolerance, and understanding and by always trying to do what was right. He didn’t talk about it…he didn’t just do it…whenever he could or when it was convenient…he lived it…Every day of his life…he lived it!

He and my mother were married for 65 years! 65 years! A life time! The devotion they showed each other was monumental in scope…monumental! It’s as if they weren’t two separate human beings at all…but 2 half’s of one person. And for most of my life I took this all for granted. Like my sister and I were some how not special to be the recipient of this life time example.

That all changed for me one day… not so many years ago by the way…when for the first time I noticed something seemingly so incidental as to be non-descript. And I don’t know if I ever posted here about my parents by the way…but if I did, I’ll ask your forbearance and understanding in that I haven’t been either thinking or expressing myself with great clarity during the last week…but I do feel the need to write about this now.

But anyway…My discovery wasn’t my own. We had all had gone out to dinner together and when it came time for desert, my 10 year old niece asked my mother why she always ordered the same desert as my father…and always waited for him to first order before she did. Hummm, 10 years old and she noticed and questioned a life-long habit that not either my sister or myself ever even thought about…And as would be the usual case….when some one asked a question of one or the other of my parents…the one that was asked the question didn’t answer…instead allowing the other half of the equation to answer…as if it was as natural as breathing…as if this was just the right way…or the way it was always done…and the funny thing was…that it was the way it was always done!

So my father responded…as if his answering was the most natural thing in the world…the most obvious of actions that a wife or husband would take… and said, “… grandma always orders what I do in case I really like it and want some more.” And that was that. Nothing further to be said…explained or debated. This is the way it is. That’s all and why would it be any different?

And sure enough, when I tried to remember one time when they ordered separate desserts…or that my mother even ever ate all of hers…I couldn’t! And I hope that I don’t have to be so mundane as to try and explain how these kinds of life habits were a matter of equal reciprocation…one to the other and that you will all, as do my sister and I, just know that this is just that…total reciprocation…one to the other…but also, that it wouldn’t matter if this were not the case…because the selflessness in the relationship was what mattered…what was important is that this was their life! Their very rich life!

And so when I read posts here at MB from men or woman arguing over prerogatives or the right to privacy…individuality…or about controlling attitudes…and I read that men and woman use these concepts as excuses to do the unforgivable…no that’s wrong!...Rather, excuses to do the unimaginable…I sit in wonder…wanting to shake the errant partner till teeth rattle and eyes finally open…open with realization as to what’s at stake and what’s really important. And then I wonder how it is that I could be unwilling to work a little longer and harder to shake my WW…until she understands or at least comprehends…and I wonder what my father would tell me to do…

I’ll be back latter…after I get myself under some kind of control…and describe my last 24 hours. Talk about drama…24 hours of draining intense drama…

But what I’ve just posted here? I needed to do this…to think this thought through…and this is one way for me to do it…so forgive me if I’ve shamelessly used your interest for my own ends…and have been presumptuous enough to think you might all find something useful in what I’ve written...
More later.
Coach

Coach

That wasn't OT at all!

ol' 2long

You grew up 'good' Coach.

What a great family of origin you had. This was indeed a blessing ... thanks for sharing.

Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

That was very touching, Coach, as did your earlier posting about your D-Jill showing up.

Thanks for sharing with us, you continue to be in my thoughts and prayers.

Your father had the most important job of all jobs, raising his children. Looks like he was the Chairman of the Board to me.