After Reading Famousplumbers Blog about his father i felt that i wanted to write about mine.

My dad was an amazing man. I think there wasn't a thing he couldn't fix. He could fix the tv, he fixed the car, He was a great carpenter, he could plant bushes and trees.... And to top it he was an electrician. I did not see him fail in anything..

Have you any idea what expectations that put in a young boy? The only thing he failed in was to teach me. I was to young. It was to hard. There was no time. I could break it. Of course i lost interest.... So i lived through my teenager years without learning anything practical from him.

Don't get me wrong he was a good father otherwise, he never hit me or yelled at me. He was always there when i needed help. And he had a great sense of humor and laughed a lot when i was a child.

When he reached his 60s he got a brain tumor and then it started to get bad for him. I was just in my early 20s then and it is very sad to see your strong and mindful dad, slowly breaking down into a shell. 

As the years progressed it got worse and worse, but he kept fighting it by doing what his body would allow him to do. It wasn't until his 70s that his body was so weak and other diseases appeared that we all realised he was losing the battle. His mind and memory got worse as his body was so weak he could barerly walk anymore.

Well the last christmas when i was about to leave he looked me in my eyes and said. -I think of you everyday you are away, son and looking forward to the day you return.

Well it was the last words he spoke to me, and not long after he died at a hospital and i got to tell him i loved him over the phone and he could not speak at that time, but i heard him mumbling something and the nurse told me he smiled when he heard my voice.

This is something i will always remember.

But to make this story happy. I can tell you that cause of me never learning anything practical from him has got me to be active and make things happen for me, since nobody else will. I am good at picking up things as i go along and i heard from many that i am good at everything i do. So i have become much like my own dad in a way. Knows little about much instead of much about little.  It is strange how things work out.

Afterwards i learned from my mother that my dad never had his father teach anything to him either.

But it ends with me... I will teach my son everything i know...

It will take longer then 20 mins i hope :-)