When I was little my mother would call my dad and put me on the phone. What little connection there was, was either by a birthday gift or by a phone call.
They were married young basically because she was pregnant. It's always a good reason to get married! :sarcasm: ... and then they divorced a year later. Neither had any other children.
I grew up with other men in my life, men who I called dad, but it wasn't meant to be. She married 4 times.
When I was going to my undergrad university, all-of-a-sudden-like my 'dad' appeared. He moved from Arizona where he chauffered the Food Corp. of America's dog in a bentley to pet grooming appointments, to Seattle, WA where he felt that he needed to 'fight' my mother in court.
My mother felt that he should pay his fair share toward my post-secondary education. He told the judge, "I don't see why she needs to go to college, she can get a job like anyone else." He still owes her $10,000 in back child support. I told her not to hold her breath waiting.
We didn't speak for two years. It's been 14 years since this incident and a lot has happened. One thing that hasn't changed is the fact that I don't send the man father's day cards or call him on the phone for a nice conversation.
A father isn't the guy who donates his seed. He's the uncle who spends time with you, the guy who is there when you really need his support.
So dad, here's to another year you won't be getting anything from me.
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