February 5, 2018
My Dad, My Salvation


Dr. Laura:

I was an only child growing up in a traditional household in the 50s and 60s.  My mother had escaped a strict household and was harsh in her discipline.  Although she encouraged me in some areas, she also seemed to be angry with me a lot, telling me the world was a place to be feared, full of strangers and bad men.  

My salvation was my dad.  He grew up on a farm with 13 brothers and sisters, and he was soft-spoken and gentle.  He taught me to love nature, and that people were generally good and that I need not fear everyone.  He always kept a boat, and we often went fishing.  It was these quiet times with him that balanced the time I spent with my mother.  When my mom was gone once a week to be out with her friends, my Dad would get me out of bed, and we'd watch Huckleberry Hound cartoons, all the while listening for her returning car!

Because our bond was so strong, I measured every man I met by him and his gentle ways.  Without his love, I would have been a different adult.  He lived ten more years after my mother died.  I was able to care for him in my home until he passed away recently.  I know I was luckier than most to have such a wonderful father.

Carla


Posted by Staff at 10:59 AM