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My dad has made many decisions in his life many bad, some good. My dads most important decision, whether he knew it or not was meeting my mom. My dad was studying in college when he met my mom, she was in one of his classes and they studied together. He wouldn’t go into the details but a few months later my mom told him she was pregnant. At that point in time he felt that it was the worst decision he ever made, but now he tells me it is the best.
My Dad was the oldest in his family, he had 2 younger brothers and 2 younger sisters. He had to help take care of his siblings, his dad was in the Navy and his mom while being a housewife also had a drinking problem. His siblings always fought, even though h says it was never his fault, I've heard other wise. His younger sister Cathy was only a year younger than he was, and he says she thought she was the oldest. My Dad had a very sad childhood, he moved around a lot and never made many friends and the ones he did make were not very nice. He was picked on and bullied a lot, until he grew up, and never learned to fight back.
When my dad got older, around 18 he found Buddhism and it changed his life. He says that it taught him to understand and deal with life. This happened while my Dad was in college, where he made a bad decision. My dad has the mind of a scientist, and engineer, he could have done anything he wanted in the field of science but instead got a business degree because he thought it would make him more money. He has never gone into the field of business, and never will. Around the time he was 23, his last year in college he met my mom and had me. My mom dropped out of college to take care of me, and he had to support us, he got a job at a construction company. My mom didn't love my dad, and was a drug attic she would have left him around the time I was 3, but then he had a motorcycle accident, and told him that she was pregnant with my sister.
My sister held their marriage together for a few more months, but then my mom left, taking us with her and leaving my dad all alone. He lived in our old trailer for a while but then it was hit by a car, and he had to move out. Then he moved in with a friend of his Ben, and lived there for a year seeing me and my sister every other week. He moved a lot after that, living with my Aunt, more friends, etc… untill he moved into a little run down appartment on 14 and Mass in DC.
He lived in that apartment for 6 years and even though it was small, dirty, and had roaches I still kind of miss it, I've had some of my best memories with him there. He worked as a contractor testing software and making very little money, he would have been well off if he wasn’t giving most of it to my mom. During this time my dad spent most of his time alone, with us, or with his buhddist and sci-fi friends. Also during this time my dad was his most creative he dreamed up inventions, stories, and plans that were really interesting. Some of his ideas and inventions are being thought up now by other people, and used. This is another of my Dads bad decisions, if he would believe in his ideas and follow them his life may have been a lot better.