At an emotional crossroad

I , too , had a hard time with my dad . A hard core yankee who worked his butt off . Anyway , I was mad at him , and he was mad at me . What a waste of time and anger and pain . I would give ANYTHING to see him again . Whata wonderful man who showed me how to do things . How to be a man . How to work . How to live . IMO , do what YOU want but to the very BEST of your ability . don't take shortcuts or compromise on quality or commitment . took me 22 years to get my car up and running . So what , it's awesome . Why not a street/strip vibe . Best of both ! GO FOR IT !
Thanks and I can appreciate the support... I really do! As said before... all of you are awesome people who I’d buy beer's for anytime! It’s so odd looking back, knowing we never got along when I was a young and dumb, and for the most part, only remembering the good stuff... funny how that works.

Dad was a stubborn as a 6’7” German Pig Iron built Mule could be. Once he made his mind up... that was it! and rarely if ever... admitted he was wrong. Like many, he worked very hard for what we had, and funny... never complained much, like most Depression era people. That’s the hardest pill to swallow, because I complained all the time. I wasn’t a bad kid per say... but if I screwed up “In his eyes” Man... I got iT! and most times I probability deserved some of it. When accomplishment were made...Hug’s and complements were always in short supply, dad was always too busy... man..... I do miss that sob.