<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:57:28.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-Five Fathers</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about Dads, for Dads, and dedicated to the concerns, and understanding of all Dads everywhere, which is what Fifty-Five Fathers is about.  Being a Dad is a very tough job that doesn't come with a users manual. 
Maybe Fifty-Five Fathers and our posts will help us all be better, happier fathers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-9216560921857254767</id><published>2008-07-16T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:39:07.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-Five Fathers is Book of the Week at menstuff.org</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am very proud to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fifty-Five Fathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; chosen by menstuff.org as their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Book of the Week for July 21-27.  Menstuff has huge amounts of great info, articles, interviews, and columns that address many issues of importance to men of all backgrounds and ages. Check out their website–it's a wonderful source of answers and inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have been on vacation out of town, returned, and we're still in the middle of big changes to our house.  I know, not the best excuse.  But, I will be more diligent about connecting with you here.  I look forward to hearing from you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have also updated and expanded the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;fiftyfivefathers.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; website with new TV and radio info and more.  Thank you for checking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Best always,  Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.3em; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.3em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 87%; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.3em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-9216560921857254767?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/9216560921857254767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=9216560921857254767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/9216560921857254767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/9216560921857254767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/07/fifty-five-fathers-is-book-of-week-at.html' title='Fifty-Five Fathers is Book of the Week at menstuff.org'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-8594888137605019459</id><published>2008-05-12T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:18:43.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing a Dad is very tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Recently, one of the Fifty-Five men I interviewed for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fifty-Five Fathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; called to tell me his Dad had died and he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; was experiencing many different feelings of grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He also felt a real vacancy in his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He was thinking about the book and recalled our interview and the things he had said about his dad and came to a really powerful conclusion–that his dad had been the best Dad that he knew how to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I find that to be as great a compliment as any son could give to his father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dads of previous generations found it much more difficult to be open with their expressions of love and caring. Concluding that your own father had been the best dad he knew how to be says a lot about your own understanding of your position in the scheme of your life and in the life of your father and his father and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My own father was raised in a pretty cold family atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My Mom always said that it was Mom and her parents that taught my Dad how to be a hugger. She even feels that she was the one who turned my Dad’s dad into a hugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thanks Mom for all the hugs and for helping Dad and his family to understand the healing power of hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Losing a dad, or anyone close only reinforces the idea that life is short and precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hug all your loved ones–especially sons and fathers–and tell them how much you love them and how proud you are. Remind them often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You just never know. Life is full of surprises and many are much more final than we wish for them to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-8594888137605019459?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8594888137605019459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=8594888137605019459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/8594888137605019459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/8594888137605019459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/05/losing-dad-is-very-tough.html' title='Losing a Dad is very tough'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-3959091598612417613</id><published>2008-05-12T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:53:58.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/12 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9. Describe a particularly clear memory of being with your fathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;r. Answered by Neb p 49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;     Clear memories of being with my father, most deﬁnitely are ﬁshing trips. Every summer, my brother who lives in Albuquerque, and his two children and myself and my three, would meet up in the Big Lake area of Greer in northeastern Arizona. We would do this three or four times a summer. We would spend four, ﬁve days every time up there. This was our routine; it was traditional. We would go. Every year. And my dad was never excluded from that. He always went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;My three kids and I would drive down to Hayden and pick up my dad. He always had a small, little dufel bag that he kept his stuff in, and then he would get in the truck in the front seat and we would take o? . And it was something that when the kids were young, and they were always included, they always went—it was always the kids spending time talking to Dad and his interchange with his grandchildren. Rachel, my youngest daughter, was very, very close to him. My recollections of doing the road trip with my dad are my dad talking to the kids and the kids listening to him. Rachel mimics him. She’s the spitting image of my father. My father had these sayings, what we call Manuelismos, named after him. And a Manuelismos is like a saying that my dad invented. I’ll give you two examples, “You betchem Red Ryder, you bet your boots in the morning.” They are nonsensical sayings, what you might call a ghost whistle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Every time I talk to my daughter Rachel, she still has these things internalized. And she’ll respond in a greeting with my dad’s sayings. She’ll say goodbye with one of my dad’s sayings. And it’s the ﬁshing trips, and the bonding there. The ﬁshing trips that we went on, watching and listening to my dad interact with my kids. Later on when my children and my brother’s children grew up and moved out of the house to have their own careers and families, it was just the three of us—my brother, myself, and my dad. And on those trips, when I would pick up my dad to go ﬁshing, we would drive for hours and hours without saying a word to each other. But just knowing that he was there, and having him there, I knew that he was enjoying the moment. He was enjoying the idea of going ﬁshing, and sometimes I think that the reason for that was that he was remembering too, thinking of the grandkids. But we would drive for hours and once in a while I would check and I’d go, “Hmm?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And he’d go, “Ah.” That was it. (Laughs.) “Hmm?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Hmm.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And we would stop and have something to eat. It was those trips, with the kids ﬁrst and then the three of us. The interesting thing about this is my father passed away in September ninety-eight, and my brother and I still get together in the summer time. I’m going to go in about three weeks with my bro up to Big Lake. We still get together and do some ﬁshing. About a year ago, my brother and I were sitting there beside the lake; we had our lines in, and we’re sitting in these little chairs, and we hadn’t spoken for about twenty minutes and we kind of just looked at each other and started laughing. So I said to my brother, “So this is what it’s come down to. It’s just the two of us.” And as a tradition when we go ﬁshing, we set out a third chair, because dad’s always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-3959091598612417613?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3959091598612417613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=3959091598612417613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3959091598612417613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3959091598612417613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/05/512-quote-from-fifty-five-fathers.html' title='5/12 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-4427432369287399282</id><published>2008-04-15T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:51:07.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/15 Quote From Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. Tell something you picked up or got from your father. Answered by Leonard p 36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His habits, a lot of eating habits. Likes and dislikes. And respect for women. You never, under any circumstances, ever strike a woman. These are a couple things he really instilled in me. You respect a woman. If you get in an argument with your spouse, or your girlfriend, there’s other ways to handle it. You don’t go slapping them around or start screaming and yelling. I’m real laid back in that respect, and I got that all from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-4427432369287399282?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4427432369287399282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=4427432369287399282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4427432369287399282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4427432369287399282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/04/415-quote-from-fifty-five-fathers_15.html' title='4/15 Quote From Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-4848378097766702705</id><published>2008-04-15T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:35:06.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/31 Quote From Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;7. Tell a favorite story about your dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Answered by Carl p 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I was learning to play guitar there was a Gretsch guitar  that I wanted to buy. And I asked my dad to go down and pick it  up for me at this music store. I was in high school and you know how you’re all amped up and all that; so when I got home, it wasn’t  on my bed. And so I ﬂipped out. I did. I ﬂipped out. My mom got really pissed off, giving me crap, how ungrateful I  was and all that, because they went and got the guitar but they hid  it. So they were messing with me. But when I got pissed off , then  they chewed me out even more for being upset.  And I guess the moral of the story is just because you ask somebody to do something for you, they may not be able to do it. And  if they can’t, you shouldn’t get pissed off .  My moral of the story is: If there’s something that you’re buying, go pick it up yourself. (Laughs.) That one sticks out. It was my  ﬁrst electric guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Another one that sticks out, my dad used to shoot black powder canons. So we used to go out to the Buffalo Barbecue east of  town; that was fun. He’d take us with him and they’d dress up in buckskins and shoot flintlock riﬂes and all that hoopla.  My friends used to get a big kick out of it, because sometimes  we’d go out on the weekends. Some people would go ﬁshing or  golﬁng, my dad would load this canon up in his trailer or pull it  with the Volkswagen bus, and we’d all hop in and take off to the  desert—where of course it’s all houses now. And we’d shoot that  thing. (Laughs.) He’d shoot it at things like cars that had been  abandoned, dirt embankments, and stuff like that. He was always  real safe with it. He wasn’t like, shoot it and see how far it would go. (Laughs.) No, he was always real safe. If it had been just us boys, it  might have been a different story. He probably knew better.  I guess when his brother and he were growing up, they lived on  a farm in Michigan, he bought an old signal can at an auction; they were going to shoot it on the Fourth of July. So they stuffed it full  of gunpowder and wadded up paper and stuff, and it didn’t go off.  After about ﬁ fteen minutes, my uncle went out there and he was  sticking his face in front of it, looking. He pulled his head back,  and then vavoomph, it went off . (Laughs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-4848378097766702705?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4848378097766702705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=4848378097766702705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4848378097766702705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4848378097766702705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/04/331-quote-from-fifty-five-fathers.html' title='3/31 Quote From Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-4111298554978200047</id><published>2008-03-20T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:14:33.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/20 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. Share an incident you experienced when you were proud of your father. Answered by James Louis p 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There’s a couple that come to mind, but let's stick on the fishing thing, because that’s my train of thought. He belonged to Bassmasters, a fishing federation, and he would go out every few weeks and they would have fishing tournaments and stuff like that. He would sometimes do pretty well, sometimes not. But there’s one time I remember him winning the biggest fish part of it, called a lunker. I must have been a real little kid. He had this huge bass, six, seven pounds I think, and I just remember there were quite a few people in this bass federation. And everyone was watching as they weighed his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fish and it ended up being the biggest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fish and he got the trophy. And I remember how happy he was and everyone was looking at him. I remember being a little kid and thinking that must be the coolest thing in the world, right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-4111298554978200047?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4111298554978200047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=4111298554978200047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4111298554978200047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4111298554978200047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/03/320-quote.html' title='3/20 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-763313398242458136</id><published>2008-02-27T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:52:16.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/27 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.  What single trait or strength should all fathers own?  Answered by Nick p 116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Honesty. I think being honest with self and being honest  with your children. As long as you have honesty, then you can work  anything out. I think a father needs to have, and needs to pass on  honesty to his o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;spring, so he can be a whole person. I think a person that lies isn’t true to self. I think that’s what fathers need most  is honesty–with themselves and with their family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-763313398242458136?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/763313398242458136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=763313398242458136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/763313398242458136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/763313398242458136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/02/227-quote-from-fifty-five-fathers.html' title='2/27 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-1072852068119611338</id><published>2008-02-15T11:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:50:54.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/15 Rambling–Dad &amp; My Cancer Specialist</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I just left the skin cancer specialist’s office–only pre-cancer thank you–and I was talking with the surgery nurse about my book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fifty-Five Fathers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and she told me her boyfriend would be interested because he recently lost his Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I explained how collecting the stories helped me feel better about losing my Dad and how I hoped the book could help her boyfriend and others like him also feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Losing your Dad sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss being able to run stuff by him to see if he also thinks it is crazy and then he could remind me I am not the only one who thinks this truly is a wackier, stranger world every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss his reassurances and gentle optimism wrapped in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss his hugs and his big smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;All the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Being connected to those hundreds of Father stories has me thinking about Father’s Day and Mother’s Day, days of remembering, reverence and appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Time has taken my Dad and is erasing my Mom’s memory and strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My son lost his maternal great aunt this week–she was ninety-nine years old and a real original that had an amazingly kind and gentle Father and an amazingly neither Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Life is a crap shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hold on to your loved ones–some like my Dad, disappear in the blink of an eye, and some, like my son’s maternal great aunt leave in inches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Appreciate love at all times and try to spread as much around as you can, there’s never too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I guess seeing a skin cancer specialist and smelling your own burning flesh as he cauterizes the incision on your head can make you a little maudlin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Like Warren Zevon said, “Enjoy every sandwich.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Love is all there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Love is the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Spread the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-1072852068119611338?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1072852068119611338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=1072852068119611338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/1072852068119611338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/1072852068119611338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/02/215-ramblingdad-my-cancer-specialist.html' title='2/15 Rambling–Dad &amp; My Cancer Specialist'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-3249573656728842197</id><published>2008-02-06T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:56:49.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/6 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8. From 10 Things Etched In My Brain p 253&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Practice unconditional love. Tell your son you love him. Tell your dad you love him. Show him even more. Carlos, Mathew, James and others were very specific about this. And accept love. Let him know he can screw up and you'll still love him. Period. Let him know when you dont like his choices, but at the same time, let him know that you always love him. Let them know how proud you are. Love him unconditionally and allow him to love you back unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-3249573656728842197?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3249573656728842197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=3249573656728842197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3249573656728842197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3249573656728842197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/02/8.html' title='2/6 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-9100885269555689898</id><published>2008-01-29T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:48:39.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/29 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Tell a favorite story about your dad.  Answered by Joshua p 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are a number of them, but there’s one that my kids still even talk about. Every year we would go up to the mountains in the Prescott area in the forest and the pinon trees would have new cones and pinon nuts. Pinon nuts are very ﬂavorful and very good to eat. I would take my two boys and my dad. You don’t want to pull the cones down because your hands get full of sap and you col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lect everything from the pine needles to the dirt. The best way to get the nuts from the cones is to get up in the tree and shake it. As  you shake the branches, the pinon nuts come down to be collected in old bed sheets or plastic we had put on the ground. Then we’d pick out the good ones, and throw the other ones out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dad climbed up there in the tree and starting shaking it. All of a sudden, he fell twenty feet. (Laughs.) And my two boys were  watching. Dad got up and climbed right back into the tree. Then he started to shake the branches again. So my boys and I were like, “Oh Tata, you’re like Superman!” That was about ten years ago; so my youngest was six and my older son was ten. They still talk about, “Remember when Tata fell out of the tree and got back up there and he was still working?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They now have an image of this Superman husband who really, really (Laughs), treats his wife special. He just keeps growing big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ger and bigger as the days go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-9100885269555689898?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/9100885269555689898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=9100885269555689898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/9100885269555689898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/9100885269555689898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/01/quote-of-week-from-fifty-five-fathers.html' title='1/29 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-3539315416175408073</id><published>2008-01-26T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:49:09.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/26 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;10. What single trait or characteristic should all fathers own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Answered by Lee p 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We are all individual, diﬀerent types of people. And we have to relate in our way. And most fathers do. As long as you let the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;child know that you love them, care about them, and allow them to become the person they are going to be, you’ll be a good father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Adobe Caslon Pro"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My advice to all men upon choosing a female partner: “Always ﬁnd out how the woman feels about her own father. That will give you a good indication of how she feels about men in general.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-3539315416175408073?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3539315416175408073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=3539315416175408073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3539315416175408073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/3539315416175408073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/01/10.html' title='1/26 Quote from Fifty-Five Fathers'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-4815373806125612437</id><published>2008-01-25T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:45:35.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Published</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; color: #333333"&gt;Dear Friends&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Georgia; color: #333333; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; color: #333333"&gt;So much has happened in the last few months.  I sent a finished copy of Fifty-Five Fathers to my publishers in October and I received the final proof copy two days before my fifty-fifth birthday.  Fifty-Five Fathers was published on November 15, 2007.  I did my first TV interview on The Pat McMahon Show on AZTV on December 5, 2007.  And I did my second TV interview with Dan Davis on GMAZ TV3 on January 2, 2008 - click the link on right to view the video.  My wife Mary and I have been promoting the book with the help of many others–special thanks to Donna and many more–and we’ve sold quite a few copies.  We sincerely appreciate all the support, and positive feedback and messages.  Thank you for believing in me, the stories, and the book.  More later.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Georgia; color: #333333; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; color: #333333"&gt;Jeff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-4815373806125612437?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4815373806125612437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=4815373806125612437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4815373806125612437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/4815373806125612437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-published.html' title='Finally Published'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18611266.post-113103725525504408</id><published>2005-11-03T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:43:14.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This Blog is a gathering place for Dads and people who care about Dads and is related to my book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Fifty Five Fathers&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; a collection of interviews with Fifty-Five men talking about their own fathers.&lt;br /&gt;It is about Dads, for Dads, and dedicated to the responsibilities, concerns, and understandings of all Dads everywhere. Being a Dad is a very tough job that doesn't come with a users manual. Maybe the book and our dialogs will help us all be better, happier fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18611266-113103725525504408?l=fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/feeds/113103725525504408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18611266&amp;postID=113103725525504408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/113103725525504408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18611266/posts/default/113103725525504408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiftyfivefathers.blogspot.com/2005/11/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924399963062171228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Kadv-qRx0Uk/R5uzcOt1F8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZqHZZF_ex8/S220/GeezerBand%2B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
