Drinking with your Father.

[Ironhead]

We were actually talking about this at work today. Have you ever gone to a bar and had a few drinks with your Father. I only have once.
We have gone to baseball games and football games. My father is not a big drinker, I don't think he ever was. Just the way he was raised. He turns 80 this month. I think I will get him a good bottle of scotch as part of my present to him.
So, what are your experinces. This also applies to the ladies out there.
Also, if you have gone drinking with your mother.

 

[INFORAPENNY]

He turns 80 this month. I think I will get him a good bottle of scotch as part of my present to him.

Might I suggest either a bottle of Auchentoshan or Aberlour, I think anyone who has reached 80 and enjoys a dram would be thrilled.

I never had a chance to drink with my Dad as he passed when I was 17. My Mother was not a drinker but I was with her the 2 times she got really loaded which was quite funny given she was a wee 4' 9" Scottish woman. She never let me forget it but always with a smile on her face.

 

[Ray]

My father didn't drink, so we never shared a drink. I was just on holidays last month with the family, and shared the rum punch with my son. He also asked to try my pina colada.

He starts high school next year.

 

[Randy Whorewald]

My dad and I used to go for a few drinks now and again. One of our favorite spots was at Spunky's el Morocco (now known as Uranus lounge). This was in the 80's and there was always something going on there eg. girls' mud wrestling.

 

[visiting]

I didn't need to beg either or bend my rubber arm to have a few shots of bon-bon and hubertusz(no idea of spelling), they are szweet drinks and that's all I remember drinking, that's what SZabina likes.

My dad....tells me that I am stupid when I am drunk.
I usually just laugh, but laugh at anything and anybody with tears. Is that so embaresing ?

MEMO to self, find bon-bon and hubertusz fast!!!!

 

[funnguy694u]

I use too take my father out lots!!! We never had a real father son thing,it was always work related...My father is a work alcoholic and very rarely drank...
I use too drink everyday,and as much as i could ( 5 years solber now )

Soo when i could not find anyone too go drink with ,i would take my father,untill one night when i went over board with the shooters and he got alcohal poisoning...Well and now i dont drink,so i take him for dinner !!!

Wether they are good,bad or the worst,
we only get one real father
So just love them
for who they
are !!

 

[BouBou]

In the summer of '97, my father and step-mother drove across Canada in their RV to visit me for the first time since I had moved to Victoria (approx 10 years later). I was so looking forward to taking him to the the Red Foxx for some beers in an attempt to turn him into a dirty-old-man. I thought that would be my legacy....to corrupt my dad.

When he got here, he had excrutiating pain in his back. He had been suffering the pain for several months, but was determined to come out and visit me anyway. He only visited for 3 days, and then left for home because he was in so much misery. He drove all the way back to Ontario, even though I offered to fly him, and drive his RV back for him.

A couple of months later, I received a call that he was admitted to the hospital because he had a rare type of cancer that was disintegrating his spine (hence the terrible back pains). He was no longer lucid by the time I had got to the hospital in Ontario, and he succumbed to the cancer 3 weeks later. His cancer was so painful that the maximum dose of morphine that they could give him just took the edge off the pain. The hardest part was when I had to make the decision to put him into palliative care.

So no, I had missed my one chance to go "drinkin' with my pa". To this day, I regret not getting that chance to take him out for some beers.