My Father Nicholas R. Hines Essay

All of the statistics are in relation to fatherhood or the lack thereof. It relates fatherhood to a number of consequences left on the child or children. All of the sources used seemed to be cited correctly. The statistics seem to all have reliable, scholarly sources of information.

In Dr. Billy Wilson’s book, Father Cry, not only is the struggle of growing up without his father is seen, but he also shows the reader how they can overcome the rejection, and how to prevent it to happening to others. Dr. Wilson takes the reader on a journey that shows all of the different sides of the “Father Cry,” from son crying for the father to the father crying for the son. He teaches the reader how to be a good spiritual parent. He also emphasizes the necessity of passing the spiritual “baton” onto the next generation.

Although single parenthood is on the rise in homes today, children still often have a father role in their life. It does not matter who the part is filled by: a father, uncle, older brother, grandfather, etc...; in almost all cases, those relationships between the father (figure) and child have lasting impacts on the youth the rest of their lives. In “I Wanted to Share My Father’s World,” Jimmy Carter tells the audience no matter the situation with a father, hold onto every moment.

I came home one day to see both of my parents sad. As a third grader, I didn’t completely understand at the time, but my father had been laid off from the job he’d had since his teenage years. My father had started at the age of eighteen as a student worker at Southern Miss, and after years of hard work he had been promoted to the manager of shipping and receiving on campus. When the recession struck, the need to save money resulted in his position being terminated. My father was without a job. My father loved that job and when he lost it, he changed. He found a new love, alcohol. He let his love for alcohol become an addiction. He would do anything for alcohol; he even had secret stashes when my mom had removed all the prior alcohol from the house. Quickly my father became a violent drunk and began to routinely beat my mother and me. He became unstoppable; no person could get him back on track so my mother, in an attempt to keep me safe, removed him from the house. Even my mother’s best efforts weren’t always enough, as my father constantly broke into our house. One day my mother and I came home and my father was waiting in our den with a gun. We walked in, he pointed the gun at us, and then back at himself. He couldn’t decide to kill my mother, himself, or just all of us. He had more hatred in his eyes

The choices and decisions we make control our lives and build our future. Regardless of whether individuals see it or not, the choices we influence today, impact our tomorrow. Once a choice has been made, the actions play out, and the results are conveyed; we at that point must choose the option to live with those outcomes. In the short story "The Father," the author, Hugh Garner utilizes character development of John Purcell to demonstrate that one's irresponsible choices made have the ability to jeopardize an essential relationship in one's life.

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

Luckily, Thomas and Victor were okay; however, Arnold’s problem with alcohol does not stop with this horrible mistake. For years he continued to drink and abuse his wife and son, Victor. When Arnold’s wife could not take it anymore, Arnold left the family and moved far away, missing most of his son’s life. My family has also had this problem. I have never been a victim of child abuse, but my father’s abuse of alcohol has impacted me in many ways. When I was about seven, I was told that my dad was leaving because of his alcoholism. I did not understand at the time the significance of my parents getting a divorce, but having lived ten years without my father, I feel I can relate to Victor in many ways. My dad has missed so many important events in my life, such as making the cheerleading squad, my first prom, and even the day I got my license. After seeing this movie I realized that even if my dad could recover from alcoholism, it could never make up for all the years we lost together. Lives are ruined by this terrible addiction everyday; not only the alcoholic’s life, but also the lives of those who love them.

My grandad, Cecil J. Riley Sr. was born on Sept. 6, 1921 in Auburn, Alabama (Cecil J. Riley Sr., 2004). Grandad served in the U.S. Army during WW2, it is unknown where exactly he was stationed (Cecil J. Riley Sr., 2004). In his later years, he moved to Oneida, New York where he owned and operated his own dry cleaning business, Riley 's Esquire Dry Cleaning (Cecil J. Riley Sr., 2004). Having business in several locations: Canastota, Oneida, Syracuse, Utica and Morrisville, New York, my grandad was a successful businessman (Cecil J. Riley Sr., 2004). Given his social location this was a remarkable achievement. Unfortunately not everyone saw this as a remarkable achievement, and during the 70s many people in the local areas tried to protest against Grandad’s business. Grandad was Irish and Seminole Indian, however, on most documents that I’ve seen he was categorized as Negro. This is due to the fact that until 1960 the census wouldn’t allow people could select their own race (Elafros, A.). Prior to that, an individual’s race was determined by census takers (Elafros, A). If my grandad’s race was perceived to be African American, I can only imagine what other kinds of discrimination he faced. Regardless of his Irish roots, Grandad fell on the subordinate side of the traditional color line. People only saw his skin color and sadly enough that was their excuse as to why they were protesting against his business. In the book, The Black Experience in America, Norman Coombs paints a

My grandfather, Lieutenant Colonel Wayne Raab, served in the US Air Force for 27 years. He married the love of his life, Marie Raab, on November 12, 1961. They had one child together, my mom. After my grandpa retired from the Air Force he worked at a paper making company in Sumter, South Carolina. Instead of having flowers in the middle of the dining room table there would be a beer bottle full of Sriracha Hot Chili Sauce. He would put that sauce on everything, he called it his “magic juice”. My grandparents had a fig tree in their backyard that my grandpa would give a splash of his “magic juice” to everyday because he said it gives the figs a little extra flavor when they are ripe. He brewed his own beer out of a shed in his backyard. And in 2010 he was diagnosed with Parkinson 's Disease.

The short-story “A Conversation with My Father”, by Grace Paley, combines several themes and the author uses the elements of abandonment, denial, irony, humor and foreshadowing, to bring this emotional story together. This story is mainly about the relationship between a parent and his child. The primary characters are a father, and his child. There is no mention of whether the child is his daughter or son. The tone of the story and the conversations made me believe that the old man has a daughter, and hence I will refer to the child as his daughter.

The father’s role in a family has always been one of strengths and stability for the family. In pass history the father were there to be the disciplinary force for the children and to instill moral values for the kids to live by, but yet this has not been the case for some. With the absence of the father, sons and daughters have been looking for leadership elsewhere and sometimes that leadership will get them incarcerated. (A study was done by the U.S Government called,” What Can the Federal Government Do To Decrease Crime and Revitalize Communities”, where it found that 70% of juveniles come from fatherless homes. Just think on that for a minute, 70% of the juveniles could’ve never been there if a father had been in their life. Instead they could have been going to school and graduating, to go on in life with a bright future ahead of them.

Have you ever had a hero in your life, someone that is always there for you when you need them? I did, I called him "my dad." My dad was the only person that could make me laugh when I was feeling down. My dad was that person who had so much love for his family. My dad was the person who I could call and he'd always pick up. My dad was the person who would drop everything just to help me. My dad was the biggest hero in my life and to this day, still is.

Cohen, S. R. Zeedyk, S. M. Tipton, L. A. Rodas, N. V. Blacher, J. “Fathers of children with or without ID: understanding long-term psychological symptoms,” Journal of Intellectual Disability Research. Apr2016, Vol. 60 Issue 4, p295-307.

"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.

Over time, there have been several people who have influenced various aspects of my life, based on their personal characteristics, accomplishments, and values. I have been privileged to have had numerous teachers and professors who I respect for their patience and intelligence. There are artists that have inspired me by their natural talents and original creativity. I value many political leaders, who have inspired me by their contributions to society, and their ability to change our futures. Of all the people I have encountered in my life, the person I admire most is my father.