My dad wasn't overly complicated.
Which isn't the same as dumb; he sure wasn't that either.
He was an Irish "pray-pay-obey" kind of Catholic. He served two hitches in the Army (one in the Airborne and the other in artillery), took the GI Bill to get his degree in accounting but burned all of his gear when he got out.
He loved his children, was married to their mother, and had a hard time telling them "No." He was a Reagan Democrat and a Silent Generation member.
And he said more than once, "There's just something not right about someone who doesn't like dogs."
God rest your soul, Dad.
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With my sympathies and prayers....
I'm grateful for your kindness, but my dad has been gone for 14.5 years. 'Sokay now.
It was more of a commentary on the religion of "peace" than anything, if you follow the link.
Or did you mean the quake post?
Your Dad was right.
Amen to that!
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