Fathers day

I originally posted this on my LJ a while ago, but it's still true and still stands for today.

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Today is fathers day.

I don't have my father any more but because I can, I would like to pay tribute to my father here. I know not many will read it, but that doesn't matter. Hopefully he will see.

My Dad was the most gentle man you could have met. He worked hard all his life, having been brought up by relatives after his mother died in childbirth. He went to war and was posted in many places including India and Hong Kong, working as an engineer on fighters and bombers. When he left the RAF he was offered a job in Hong Kong with a new airline called Cathay Pacific, but turned it down because he just wanted to come home to my Mum.

He was never an overly ambitious man, but worked hard for his family and never let them down. He loved driving and became a bus driver, which he did until he couldn't do it anymore due to illness. Well, apart from the time we moved from one end of the country to the other because he got an engineering job with a aerospace company. He hated it so much that not much later he was back, driving the buses he loved. Mum was not happy for a while ;)

When he became ill, he was brave and fought so hard that his doctor said he got 5 extra years through sheer will. I've inherited his short arms and legs, his freckles and his hair. His children all adored him and we all still miss him so much.

Happy Fathers day, Dad.