Dad worked his entire career as an aviation technician. Mom was a legal secretary who became a teacher. We lived a simple American life.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Dad was very into electronics, robotics and computers, so I was interested in what he was doing.
My father was a CPA. He worked hard in the aircraft industry, and would come home more and more infrequently. He was about to leave my mother, which he did when I was 15.
Dad endorsed my learning to fly so he would have a live-in pilot, one he could get in touch with at any time.
Mom was a housewife; Dad was an accountant. They taught me a lot about the value of working hard.
My father was my teacher. But most importantly he was a great dad.
My father was a writer and an acting teacher.
My father was a construction engineer, and my mother was a production engineer.
My dad was a New York City cop. His father was a New York City fireman. And my mother's dad was a city taxi driver.
My dad was a cop. My mom worked at various jobs - she worked as a homemaker, a bank teller, a bartender.
Dad was a retired chemist who, in his 60s, fathered and fed me and my two sisters while Mum worked as a secretary. He made us curries, Chinese meals and strange concoctions. He was often unsuccessful.