Descriptive Essay About My Father

Growing up my dad didn't have the best childhood. Even with a rough childhood my dad still succeeded in life. He got a good job and started a family. When ever we ask him why he sacrifices so much for us he simply says,"I want to give you a better life than I had". My dad has given me the best life I could have ever asked for.

When I turned sixteen, my dad bought me my first car. Regrettably, I wrecked it not even a month later. In need of a vehicle for work and other after school activities, my dad bought another car for me, which became my brother’s when I bought a newer car. My father also put me through soccer, band, choir, and cheerleading because he saw the best in me and did the same for my brother with soccer, baseball, and band. He attended every competition and game he could as long as work would allow him the time. Every summer he takes the family to a lake cabin in Minnesota for vacation. In Minnesota, my dad taught me how to bait my hook, catch a fish, and how to filet one. Who knows how long my dad tried to teach my brother and I how to string a fishing pole or tie a fishing knot.

Many people have ways of influencing others. Most people use words to affect other people. An amount of individuals would utilize their gift of persuasion to convince others of their causes or maybe arguments, while some use authority to force people to do as they are told. These several differences can apply to fathers as well. Not all fathers are similar when it comes to educating their children. Many are gentle, while some are more dominant. Randy T Caldwell, a somewhat young spirited middle aged man. Dark skinned with black Gucci frames to accommodate his big brown eyes. Standing 5’11, board shoulders, happy, loving, man of

I was so lucky to share such an extraordinary relationship with my dad. My dad always encouraged me find the path that makes me happiest and stick to it no matter how hard the wind blows. He was a simple man with simple advice, and yet now I couldn’t even comprehend that I was supposed to live the rest of my life without him.

One event that defined a part of my life that involved literacy was when I had to write a

There have been countless influential people in my life that I’ve come across. One who was a meticulous inspiration continues to be my grandfather. My grandmother had remarried to the one I call “grandpa” when I was at the age of five, and they both took to each other’s grandchildren as their own. With my mother and me only living a mile down the road from their farmhouse out in the country, I’d spent heaps amount of time there as a child. Indeed, I had been without a father but my grandfather stepped up to the plate and had taken me under his wing and willingly played the personification of a father figure.

Annoyed at this, I turned once again and lay on my back. I took a deep

Out of all the cars made today most people still love to restore old classics, and in my opinion there is none better than the 1969 Chevy Camaro SS. With a factory engine in either a 327 or 350, it was a true muscle car of its era. I would love to be able to rebuild one of these cars, I would paint it burnt orange and have black racing stripes. There is so much that could be said about this car but the fact that it is still one of the most sought after classic muscle cars says it all.

Whenever something was wrong with our house, my dad would be the one to fix it instead of calling a plumber. Last year my father lost his thumb and index finger when he was working on a house that belong to one his brothers. Even after being permanently injured, my father continued to apply all of his effort into fixing houses up to this point. My father didn’t have an education higher than High School but through his actions, my father taught me that by having a goal or someone to support, anything could be achieved. He motivated me to do my best even when things weren’t going as I planned. My father wasn’t the only one doing his best to support the family, my mother

About a year after being diagnosed, his doctor told him that he was cancer free. He was so happy; his face was all smiles. I had never seen him so happy in his entire life. It was such a beautiful sight seeing my old mans face that lit up, he told everyone that he was cancer free. I was so proud of my father for being that strong, cancer couldn't even bring him down.

He agreed openly. He explained that my job was to help him take apart and find a problem in the engine. The engine belonging to a lime green 1970 Plymouth Barracuda coupe. As I removed separately the engine my hands became covered in a mixture of oil and grease. Out of curiosity, I wondered how do engines worked, my father pointed out each of the parts that made up the engine, and in details explained how they worked. I removed various parts the engine such as the carburetor, heads, cylinders, and pistons. Then together my father and I finally have taken apart the greasy engine, both of us had found the problem. Together we noticed there was a long crack at the base of one of the pistons. Because of this my father had told me we needed to buy a first-hand set of pistons and place them back into the engine. The following day my Dad had bought an original set of pistons. Ready to be a place he lined up the pistons in order. He offered me a box of dissimilar sized piston rings, with supervision, he directed me where each ring

My father is someone who has experienced things many people these days have not. When he was growing up his step father Wes was very hard on him and his sibling. He would make them work for everything and was abusive. Finally, my Grandmother left him and took the kids with her, my dad and his three sisters. They traveled all over the country starting in California and just moving around. He was bullied at most of the schools he attended but always stood his ground. He eventually moved to Dubuque and went to Hempstead high school where he met my mom and stayed here for the rest of his life.

Every year my Dad and I go to many events together. One of my favorite events is going to car shows, especially the annual Goodguys car show in Columbus. I love going to car shows and looking at the cars. The events are so much fun that I want to bring a car of my own to the shows. I started to search for the perfect car to fix up. We had two cars I could fix and take, a 1946 kb3 International or a 1963 Ford galaxie 500. I ended up choosing the Ford, but it was my grandfathers so I asked if he would sell me the car. He ended up deciding that if I fixed it to a running and driving state that I could have it.

"Never forget the past…because it may haunt you forever. Regret all the bad things…cherish the good things. Look ahead always…but don't let the bad things from the past get in your mind." As a young child, there were so many incidents in my life that made me become the person I am today. There were rough times as well as good times. If I were to tell you all of them, I would remember half of them. I think some of my incidents really had some impact, and some were just simple ways of life. To tell you the truth, the incident that had the most impact on me has to be when my real father left me at the age of three. I never knew my father. I mean being a baby, you really have no experience or recognition of somebody else.

In conclusion, I am daddy's little girl and proud of that. I could not of asked for a better father. My dad has always been there for me and I wil always be there for him. I respect my father because he deserves to be. He stayed and was a father and never took the easy way out like in the world today most fathers do. I believe my father is the best at everything he does. He has been through so much in his life and still is a happy wonderful man; I would have been sad and depressed if I had to go through hald as much as my father. Dad is strong and looks ahead not behind, he always say the past is the past "always