Sunday, June 19, 2011

The LuLac Edition #1648, June 19th, 2011



"I talk and talk and talk, and I haven't taught people in 50 years what my father taught by example in one week." -- Mario Cuomo


At 4:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

A Man of Character

My Father was on of those men who grew smarter as I grew older. He immigrated to this country along with his family at a very young age. His parents both died leaving him responsible for two younger siblings. He started work immediately after High School as an apprentice and retired as the department chief after 50 years of service. Married for 60 years he and my Mother raised 3 chldren. We never had much, but we never went without. I do not recall him ever missing a day of work. In the end he was a man of a different age who lived and worked in a time long gone and died at home over 20 years ago at the age of eighty. Happy Fathers Day, Dad.

At 11:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like a lot of men from the era. it got me thinking about the men I remembered that my Dad knew. They all shared a similar character. I took it for granted until it hit me that it was NO coincidence - they picked each other. someday I may figure out why.

Thanks And happy fathers day.

At 12:13 PM, Anonymous Mean Old Man said...

I sat on my back porch yesterday and hoisted a Steg to the memory of my old man.
My Pops was one of a kind. He was judge, jury and executioner in our house--his word was law!! Not like the prissy fathers today who wear aprons and wash dishes and change diapers.
Ol Pops knew a man's place and more important, he knew a woman's place too (namely in the kitchen and the wash room).
Mom would always make sure that supper was on the table at 6 p.m. sharp when Pops got home from the mines---and it didn't matter if he made it on time or not--the supper was to be on the table!!! And some nights (if it was a good paycheck) he would stop at the local beer garden to buy a few but Mom was expected to have the dinner as fresh as it was originally (even if Pops got home at 10).
Dads today are too prissy to tell a woman her place. WHere did all the real men go???
WHy are all the kids to damned disrespectful?
I'll tell you why, because they're spoiled that's why!!!
My two hippie loser sons didn't even show up; they just called on the phone---like I have anything to say to them!! Damn!!!!
To Hell with Father Day!!!
And to all you modern day sissy fathers, too!!!!!
I Hate you all!!!!!!

At 9:38 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Touching sentiments Mean Old and youre relationship to your kids tells a lot about you. No wonder youre alone. Who would want to visit a Mean Old Man?

Happy Old Fool

At 10:00 PM, Blogger David Yonki said...

9:38PM: Mean Old Man is meant to be satirical. I think.

At 11:39 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ya I pretty much figured that so by extension my response is somewhat satirical as well including the Happy Old Fool part.
I am not old.

Middle Aged Girl


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