My Dad didn't know what was going on.
It took him a few years to get sight of reality out of it.
I can understand.
Because it's grandiose.
My Dad was a really good guy.
He had a flaw & it was accursed, but it more like he was jinxable.
We're all jinxable! So, have a bit of a curse with that to arguing.
My Dad did. He argued too much.
But yeah, I had to give my Dad time to understand what was happening.
My Dad & I were real cool after I was 27.
Well, I had to give the guy the second to get his dealings straight.
He worked 3 1/2 days out of the week. It is really occupying.
He had exactly half as much time because of it.
So, I had to do my business & he had to do his.
Well, he also had to cool down after work.
I could understand these things.
I was already aware of them.
I mean, I picked my battles.
My Dad hospitalized me for demanding too much attention.
I needed to go to the Store, usually. So, I picked my battles.
We aren't going any further with all of that.
I'm about to get paid my money.
My Dad is out there. I called him. He didn't respond.
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