I woke up to these three things in my mind this morning, and needed to write....That's a good thing, right?
To the point:
My dad influenced me in SO many ways. There is three I want to zero in on today~
Specifically NBA basketball. When I was first adopted by my parents, my dad had the summer to take us on vacations, create so many memories, to make up for lost time. Yet, when October rolled around, I found out one of the many things my dad is passionate about: NBA basketball. My brothers & I would sit down and watch these games with him (at the time, our team of choice was The Seattle Sonics....R.I.P. so sad.....). He would teach us the Ways of the Game. He quizzed us on the players, the stats, and what teams each player had been on. I soaked it all in. To me, it was so much more than basketball, it was spending time with my dad.
Oh, sweet java, how I love thee!
I remember, when I was just 10 years old, my dad waking me up, teaching me to make coffee in the morning. How many scoops, how much water.......every pot of coffee I made, turned out great each time he said. I would take sips of his cup of java, and my experience would be similar to Elliot's in Open Season: "Its terrible and wonderful at the same time! It's like freedom in a cup!". I remember my mom, on my 12 birthday, giving me something I begged for a while: a great big cup of coffee my own. As dark as my dad drank it. I had a grin a mile wide.
Every summer, since my brothers and I could sleep in, my dad would take us to the local video store for movie night. Looking back, its so funny. The VHS videos! No DVD's! I can't wait to share that with Riley and say hear her say "Mom, you are so old!" I can't wait.
The little video store at the time had a sci-fi section. It was specifically labeled Sci-Fi! No joke! And we would pick these movies, like way below B movies. Some of them were outrageous, but some of them awesome. Like 'They Live' and 'Terminator'. There was also this one that we all loved, but I can't remember the name of it (even tried to Google it!), it was about how the world was if Hitler won WW2, and how these people made this time travel machine and went back and killed Hitler and some of the main Nazi SS officers....It was awesome!
Afterwards we would sit and critique the movie; the acting, the plot, if it was believable or not. We debated on if it could actually happen in the real world. If the movie sucked, my brothers would slowly sneak out one by one to play Metroid or something.
Then my dad would say, "Vi, I need a movie buddy!"
I was ALWAYS glad to comply.
How has your dad influenced you?