Dad lived his life in a way that it was his character, not his circumstances, that dictated what his life looked like.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It used to be that a son could look at the father, and pretty much know what life was gonna be like as an adult. There was confidence in that, and comfort in that, and frustration also.
When Dad made a decision, whether it was about family or his own career, the majority of the time, it was for the long term, not the short term.
When I was growing up my mother would say, 'Your dad may have to learn about being a father because he lost his own and that would have affected him'.
Dad was an amazing storyteller and illustrator, which he did in his spare time - very inspiring and dramatic.
Dad had great people investing in his life at a young age. His mother, his stepfather, his Boy Scout leader, his football coach. That's where integrity is planted, like seeds that are harvested later.
My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.
Father was very sympathetic, and if the hero of a romance was good or to be pitied, his eyes would fill with tears until he could not see.
One of the myths about Dad was that he was mean. That simply wasn't true. I always found him generous to a fault but he wasn't reckless with his money, which was rather rare in Hollywood. He'd grown up with nothing and he wasn't about to fritter it all away.
I'm sure there was some part of his soul was intrinsically happy, but he probably had to go through some permutations to really get that to blossom. I'm sure Dad had his challenges, but I think that joy was there from the beginning and he had to find a way to make his life support that and express that.
I used to make up stories about my father. I would go to the movies and look for a character who looked like my father.
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