What did you do with your father when you were young?

My dad took me dove hunting during the fall dove hunting season in Arizona. But I didn't like to kill stuff, so I pretty much missed them on purpose. He also took me out to the desert to fly my radio control model planes which he helped me build. We would spend most of the day tinkering on the plane trying to get the radio controls to work, trying to get the motor started before finally crashing into a cactus about sunset.
 

A real eye-opener of how many here had good fathers. Growing up, I thought good fathers only existed in movies or tv shows; all the fathers I was around were all Hugh Hefner/Mad Men wannabes. And my huzz's father so wanted to not even be a father, he literally hopped on freight trains to get away.
 
chic said:
Swimming! He taught me to be fearless in the water. He took me took me boating and taught me to paddle a canoe. He took me hunting and fishing, bowling, and taught me to ice skate. He took me to baseball games and never mowed the lawn without me. He bought me a tiny plastic lawn mower so I could pretend to cut the grass with him. He cooked for me, tucked me in at night and read me a bedtime story every night. He took me to amusement parks on his days off from work and to the ocean all summer long. When I was old enough, he taught me how to drive a car. What great memories!
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My dad tought me to drive a car way before I was old enough. :)
 
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My dad and I did gardening together, and we watched some favorite tv shows.
He liked to take walks outdoors, and I liked to go with him. These things at a
young age, and going bowling now and then, we visited parks a lot and took
nice drives, going to the County Fair was a great time for us...
 
My Dad worked long hours
But when he came home..we always had the 'old fashioned ' sit down family dinner..
Where we all discussed 'our' days activitie.that lead into other topics

It created a thinking/learning process

That I brought into my/our family...with our kids.
 
My dad took me everywhere. We went to Yankee Stadium a lot, and he also took me to the courthouse with him on the Saturdays he had to check up on his title searchers. We'd go to the movies, and often played catch. Dad loved to read to me, teach me how to use an atlas and dictionary. He'd even get on the floor to play with me. So many great memories. My mother did not play with any of us. She was a mother, not our playmate. Well, ok.
 
RadishRose said:
I am amazed at how many fathers here went fishing!
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Fishing is something I never really got into. When I was about 12 a best friend had a lot of fishing gear, and persuaded me to buy a rod and go fishing with him. We got up at about 5:00 in the morning to go fishing in readiness for sunrise. Spent several hours there and I didn’t catch a thing. Decided it wasn’t for me, so sold my fishing rod a couple of weeks later.

Years later someone invited me sea fishing, so I thought I would try it. A group of us then went off the coast near a seaside town called Whitby. I caught more fish than anyone in our group; more fish than I knew what to do with. It seemed as though I’d got a magic fishing rod or something. It was so comical that I even started casting the line behind me, and still caught fish. I gave most of the fish away and decided sea fishing wasn’t for me either.

I thought then that if I ever have any children, I doubt I will be taking them fishing. I got the impression I wasn't cut out for it.
 
I remember first his kindness. He worked full time and played in a band on the weekends. Sold blood to
bring in more money. He took care of his family before anything.
Taught me to drive and change a tire.

I was about nine, I guess. One Summer night, he took me out on the porch where he pointed out the Milky Way and
all the constellations. I didn't know he even knew them. (He was "Dad" that was always working).
We sat on the steps and he recited the entire poem of "Hiawatha". I was in awe. I didn't know this side of him.

When he saw someone was sad, he would compliment them or help them and make them feel better.
His daily goal was to enhance every interaction! He was quite a man!
 
Wayne said:
I was even allowed to skip school if grades were good on opening days of deer and dove seasons to go hunting with dad and uncles, I rarely ever missed a chance to go.
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We moved to Utah, for the first time, when I was in high school. Opening day of deer hunt was a holiday here, no need to skip. Made more sense than a lot of our current holidays...
 
As a child we sometimes played "This is MY Land" where we sat on the couch and tried to get the other off by pushing and shoving while shouting that phrase. I'm sure he let me win a few. I remember going on some fishing trips (left photo) and going "exploring" which was just a walk across the railroad tracks and along the edge of the woods (right photo).
When I got older, dad and I played cards a lot. Then I taught him how to play chess and he was quiet enthused about that. I still have the chess set we played with even though the felt on the bottom of the pieces is now disintegrating.

dad & I fishing.jpgdad & me exploring.jpg
 
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Endless hiking in The Alps, hunting mushrooms, seeing wildlife that is now almost extinct, sailing from glacier lakes to blue water, going on business trips with long conversations and dinner at nice places, nice as in waiters in tails with gloves, making me take insane risks while skiing but when I tumbled after a bad whiplash he literally flew up the slope to check on me. He picked me up at @10:00 on the dot at the disco attached to the dance school. Boyfriend broke up with me because I was hustling with older guys in fancy cars:)
 

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