I grew up with the belief that we should accomplish more than our fathers had in their lives.
My father was a leading architect with Turner and went on to start his own construction company. He designed and built skyscrapers in Manhattan and multi-million dollar complexes all over New York and New Jersey. After a day’s work he could take a step back, look at what he created and be filled with a sense of pride and self worth. The only time I can relate to this feeling is when I take an impressive dump.
I’ve accepted the fact that I will never be able to reach the same level of accomplishment or status as my dear old Dad. I feel as though I’m at least living the retirement that he never got a chance to enjoy. So, due to the fact that I have resigned myself to my fate, and the knowledge that this CRAP blog will probably be my only living legacy, I have decided to do something that he always wanted to do. My father always wanted a Jaguar XJ6, and during his relatively short life, he was too busy working and building shit to get around to it. So here’s to you Paps. Meet my Jag, Mandy:
She runs on LPG, so I will save lots of loot-cake on gas (which is HUGE over here). As long as nothing breaks, I should be in the clear. All I need now is Tawny.
This CRAP’s to you Dad! You always gave without taking. I miss you and wish you were still here…