This is the way I felt most of my life. I had a SORRY biological father. He left the family. Lived just 15 miles down the road. Missed all of my birthdays, my graduation, my marriage, the birth of his first grandchild. My mom married my REAL dad Neal Martin. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to work, how to respect woman, stayed up late studying so I graduated from high school, bailed me out of financial jams, actually bailed me out of jail when I made a stupid decision as a kid. Thought me what kind of daddy to be. He is a real dad. I am the man I am because of him! Love you daddy!
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 02:28:32 +0000