Salem, Oregon

I had a daughter once
June 29, 2012
All over the world you see children. What is unusual about many of these children is that they don't have fathers. I mean their fathers are dead, gone, taken, perished. So comment in the book of books is to "look out for the fatherless". But in America, creating fatherlessness is a favorite past time.

I had a daughter once. Got married, got divorced. My daughter was a year and a half old. The gig from the git go was, "you aren't going to see your daughter". Move in with another man. Make pretend he's her father, then move in with a hundred men. Old folks surprise you sometimes. Once my father said, already an aged man, "she's had enough dicks in her to build a picket fence to hell". Right out of the blue. The years go by. Sometimes there isn't a day when I didn't think and wonder where my daughter was, what she was doing, was she ok, was she safe, was she happy, did she have food?

You think, maybe when she's 18 we can be friends? But the years come and go and some how one ends up just not being good enough, or measuring up in some way, and at some point one has to chalk it up to experience, that some women are a bitter pill and what they will do to your children is even more bitter.

I've heard young women say, "Oh, I don't know where my father is". "Ever try to contact him?" "No". "You should, you might just never know how happy he might be about that".

I got no use for people who dis their fathers. It's been made popular by some people, but its pretty useless and part of a curse.

I was in this bus station, there were pay phones there. I was waiting. There was this older man, maybe he had ten years on me. He was talking on the phone, quick as that I figured out he was talking to an answering machine, "This is just your father calling. I know its probably not important, but I just wanted to say hello and see how you are doing. No body important, just your father".