I'm trying to work out my relationship with my Dad. Telling the truth, as I see it, brings out a lovely passive aggressive streak in him. Honestly, right now I think my brother was the smart one getting far far away. It is mostly about religion and politics which are one in the same to him. The Church is apparently perfect and I need to be submissive. The world is black and white and I'm getting darker. We got along very well until my overtly religous sister moved back into town and got him going to worship in the middle of the night. There is a local right wing Catholic group that goes for this front of the church nonsense and a lot of religio/political stuff that I'd consider un er Christian. On the upside, the Church is just about dead here so maybe we'll let the nutters have it to themselves.
I almost never saw my Dad as a kid, since he was a second shift over-time addict. Now I have him at my kitchen table taking jabs at me most mornings and it is getting difficult. Oh well, I just got a call for another interview maybe I can go nuts on the work front and make myself scarce. musical interlude
The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon little boy blue and the man on the moon. When you coming home...