My father wasn't a cruel man. And I loved him. But he was a pretty tough character. His own father was even tougher - one of those Victorians, hard as iron - but my dad was tough enough.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My father was one tough man.
I admired my father very much... at the age of sixteen. But now I see that he was a brutal and cruel man, - but not without remorse, and that was what tortured us, his alternations.
My father was this big, tough guy, almost heroic in proportion to me as a child. It was only later that I saw how fearful he was.
I had a very hard father. I had two sisters. He was soft on them and hard on me.
Dad was a very gentle, sweet man.
My father was a beautiful man.
My father was very intense, passionate and over-the-top. He was my hero and my tyrant.
I'm told I'm like my father, and he was the most wonderful man. But I think he was gentler than me.
My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.
My father was a very difficult man.