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#Swellvember #run In a conversation after I had started running my dad told me about his love for running when he was younger. It sat for a while because it was taken away. Simply by someone not paying attention. Please always pay close attention for people on motorcycles...we really don't have to be rushing 24/7. https://www.instagram.com/p/CIMt6NlpRre/?igshid=knpyj6v11x8p
#Swellvember #leg When I wrote these down, I.wrote them as they came to mind. I did swap the order around...but this one is tough. The accident my dad was in was brutal. He lost over an inch difference between the length of his legs. That effects not just the leg, but hips, back and well it never truly healed either. He had dozens and dozens of surgeries trying to make right what was destroyed. This was a definite source of anger for him. A place where you can easily point out how unfair it was to happen. He proved how strong he was for dealing with it for decades. Over coming death that night of the accident. Even bringing himself to the point of walking without assistance. All I can really write about this... https://www.instagram.com/p/CH47LSupvhK/?igshid=1r3hp3lqdvg7g
#Swellvember #books #minilibrary Not sure if anything he had came close to his collection of books. My dad was one of the smartest people I have known. He took a few classes when I got older and he was finding mistakes in the books, correcting professors and he hated it. He didn't like the idea of regurgitating what a professor said to be able to pass. He learned more on his own and was self educated over a great variety of topics. He was my introduction to various stories of Science Fiction and horror. https://www.instagram.com/p/CH25cAbpDfM/?igshid=19hki1bszhmfa
#Swellvember #airforce #military #thankyouforyourservice So I mentioned before my dad had enlisted in the airforce during Vietnam. He joked and said he was too big a target to be a Marine. He actually got draft papers after enlisting. So he quite literally dodged a bullet there. He was proud of his service and had quite a few stories he shared with me over the years... https://www.instagram.com/p/CH247Upp5rJ/?igshid=cz4lzhlm1rwi
#Swellvember #dountoothers #respect "Treat people the way you would want to be treated." I can't tell.you home many times I heard that. That was pretty much how my.dad was. The world would be a lot better if that's how we lived... https://www.instagram.com/p/CHwUJCUpkLT/?igshid=79x4v54wl67o
#Swellvember #motorcycle #harleydavidson #sportster This one is kinda, DUH...if you knew my dad when he could ride him and his bike went hand in hand. He told me stories about riding his first bike that didn't really have brakes and he couldn't keep at his house because my grandparents didn't want a bike there, didn't want him riding one. Getting picked up at school was always cool. The jaws dropping were always kinda funny. When I was a kid it wasn't trendy to ride, nevermind be a biker. "Big bad bikers" was something my dad said a lot because of how bikers were looked at then. He obviously didn't feel it was always a deserved rap on them. It wasn't...it was family and I am still more leery of a dude in a suit or trendy clothes than I am someone all tatted up on a bike. Met more sheisty mothafuckas in a suit that anyone my dad had around. Well, I can keep on babbling on...but I'll just end it here and let yall go about your shit. https://www.instagram.com/p/CHq0_1Rpwnr/?igshid=7dkliesaaper
#Swellvember #shooting #firearms #firearmsafety So my dad also taught me how to shoot at a young age. I suppose I should have drawn ear protection but I didn't. Him and Uncle Al(the kiddies' pal) first taught us. It was an #NRA class. So it was legit but wasn't a passing fancy. It became a lasting bond between us even as I got older I would still hang with my dad at least every Sunday to get some shooting time in. There are other things that went with it. A strong belief in the #secondamendment and also a reminder "if you kill it, you eat." You didn't just randomly kill shit. I took this a step further raising my son. Even house flies were caught and let go outside. Give that foundation for respect for all living things. As he got older you modify that in regards to food, things that can actually be bad for you ticks, mosquitoes, etc. But...think this was the foundation of that. I know people like to typically paint with a broad brush the kinds of people that do enjoy shooting and have a strong belief in the 2nd...but your brush misses us bitch. 🤣 https://www.instagram.com/p/CHnfdbGJQ5Y/?igshid=uijgrviphxjg
#Swellvember #workethic My dad had a solid work ethic. It was definitely something he tried to insrill in me. That if something was worth doing it was worth doing right. At the gun club we used to belong to he would have me clean out the trash barrels at the end. Shit job, but I didn't mind. Then my dad was tellin me about some of the older guys were surprised and comment at how well I did with them. That so.e of the adults wouldn't get them that clean. There was a pride in something that simple yet, so forgotten to a lot of folks. Putting in th work be it physically or mentally was very important to my dad...it is something I have tried instilling in my son as well... https://www.instagram.com/p/CHmR1TbpiT3/?igshid=15xwbr2twj3c8
