9 of 210 : Ernie
He died when he was eleven years older than I am now. A complex and often charming man, my father had a deep, unresolved anger toward God, which occasionally broke out against others—and himself. I think I learned the power of confidence from him, and the power of fear.
posted by Sewa Yoleme @ 12:28 AM
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Forgive me if this shows up as a second comment; my first attempt didn't seem to show up.
The last line is so powerfully balanced!
I have a friend whose father died in his late 40s or at 50, and he was hyperaware of that age as he passed it himself.
Ditto on the last line. A very thoughtful post - it feels like you've really thought him through and understood him - that comes across very strongly.
Those are good lessons for afather to give a son.
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