My Father that the Lord had given me
By: Jim Gandolf
My father Robert D Gandolf passed away on July 4th
2015 at 12:44pm Wisconsin time and my step mother called me to tell me the
news. I didn’t know what to do with this news, because my father had been in a
battle with cancer for the last 4 years or so. I feel Dad is in a much better
place with peace. My father taught me to stand on my own two feet. I guess you
can say he was my coach in my life. I have made a fool out of myself a time or
two and my father was there to help along with understanding of what I did
wrong. He just didn’t scream at me to create a fantastic way of saying he was
right. He didn’t say to me, “Jim; you have a learning disability and can’t move
ahead in life”, he made me fight to be the best at what I can be, even if I
didn’t like the process, but drove me to be a man. My father had a few rules
growing up: 1. never get too wasted on booze so you can’t function. You could
have a drink but not get drunk. (I am sorry I have failed on that rule a time
or two, growing up). 2. Look a person in
the eye when you are talking to them. 3.
Never get a girl pregnant while you were in high school. 4. Don’t do as he does do what he tells me (I
tried that over and over, and it just didn’t work out for me). 5. If I was to date a girl while growing up;
my Dad had to meet her, and after he met the young lady, if he ever said the
word Baggit in the conversation, I was to never see that girl ever again. (I
should have listened to him on that one). My father was a strong opinionated man on any issue;
I decided to let him rant on about world problems with a nod of my head in
agreeance manner of action, saying to myself, “Whatever floats your boat Dad!”
Our arguing fights of words were absolutely stubborn as all get out. Years
would go by without talking to each other. I am as much at fault in that battle
as well as my coach. My coach and I would try each other persona of our wits. I
am very driven because of my father and his atmosphere of making me a man of
diverse business action. I treat other the way I want to be treated, but stand
my ground in all areas of my life. I have failed many times, but had my father
and coach directing me out of my challenges I had to face. I feel that I have
to be a coach to my sons and my brothers now, but with my style of coaching
that was taught to me in many life challenges of my time with my own father
Robert D Gandolf. My father and I would get so upset with each other at times,
but on the other hand I wish I could have a few more chats with him on my own
direction I am traveling in. I have character because of the stands my father
made me stand for, and when I felt all was lost a few times, he took me by the
hand and helped through some dark times. Yes, my coach was very tough on me. I
learn how to lose and understand my loss, to win. I want to thank the Lord for choosing
Robert D Gandolf for being the one, to be my Dad.
Jim Gandolf Author “500
Miles the Book”
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