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27 days ago
6/26/06
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Completely frowned upon for you to do with your kids in today's world

1. Ride in truck bed and he'd swerve a bit to make me or whoever else move

2. Yell out stuff driving around on our blvd at the women on the running path.  Stuff like "hey honey stop your grinning and drop your linen".  All to embarrass me.   I do similar talking when I drive same route with my kids now but it's tamer and not out the window

3.  Smoking in vehicle with me.  Going to restaurants and sitting in smoking section. 

4. Letting me control truck with steering wheel as he drove in certain areas, even with cars 

5.  Leave playboys in places I could find and reach them easy.  Thanks dad!

27 days ago
10/30/05
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I believe we may have been raised by the same man. He did all of those.

27 days ago
9/1/07
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Sharing a beer, Griswold style.
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1/1/01
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Pretty much everything I did as a kid, unsupervised, would prompt a call to CPS by today's do-good busybodies.  

We'd ride in the bed of the pickup truck all the time.  Never wore a seat belt in a car until I was an adult, and it became a law.  

My dad built a mini shooting range in our basement, and we'd shoot his .22LR pistols down there.  

 

27 days ago
9/4/17
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When leaving the Jacob's field he always had a full cup of gin and tonic and would cheers the police at the parking lot gate. Wasn't a far drive but still hilarious. 

27 days ago
1/25/04
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Back when dads were truly awesome

27 days ago
9/4/17
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Also would let me wonder around downtown Cleveland by myself and when I turned 14 would let take his car 

27 days ago
4/5/07
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My dad did all but #2. And the playboys weren’t until he divorced my mom and was living with some other lady. 

Bit he did bring me to work, which was in the industrial areas of LA, where he worked in the trucking yards. And wander around these warehouses and lots fairly unsupervised, that’s where is first encountered hardcore porn mags just blowing around with the trash. 

He also once put an air mattress in the back of his cargo van and let me lay on it while he hit bumps to bounce me in the air. That ended when I damn near cut the end of my finger off. I still have a “tattoo” on that finger from the grease that was pushed into the cut. 

27 days ago
4/5/07
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Also gave me rides around the neighborhood on the back of his motorcycle. And a family outing was going shooting in the mountains, from when I was about 8 years old at a very loosely monitored outdoor range in the hills.  So loose that one time I thought I was past the last shooting lane and I wandered down range to see if I could find anything cool to use as a target. Then I heard this weird buzzing in the air and realized rounds were passing close enough for me to hear them going by.  I was probably 10. 

27 days ago
1/1/01
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Change gears while driving for him when I was maybe 10.  

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8/4/11
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Hangout in bars with him. Leanred to tie my shoes in a bar by a drunk highway patrol guy. Then go watch steetfights acoss the street in the town square.

27 days ago
9/24/07
Posts: 5026

Yeah, pretty much all the same stuff. 

There's always the old "Get the hell out of the house, but get your ass home before the street lights come on". That was a weekend regular from pops. 

 

 

27 days ago
1/1/01
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27 days ago
1/15/07
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b.d. -

Yeah, pretty much all the same stuff. 

There's always the old "Get the hell out of the house, but get your ass home before the street lights come on". That was a weekend regular from pops. 

 

 

yeah, this...

27 days ago
7/26/07
Posts: 87349
Sit on the fold down arm rest in the front seat of a bench seat buick while driving around


Ride all over the place in a back of a pick up truck

Clean all manner of guns at a young age

I rode up Mt Washington in the back of my Uncle's pick up truck...not strapped in to anything
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9/24/07
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I remember once dad taking us to school on a rare "day off" during the week. We had a Pinto station wagon back then, green with fake wood paneling. 

Well, that was also the day we were taking a few other kids to school. "Carpooling" they called it. Don't know if it's still a thing. 

3 kids in the back seat, 4 in the cargo area. Dad thought it'd be a hoot to swerve back and forth within the lanes enough to send kids sliding/tumbling around all over. As a kid, it was blast, most fun I'd ever had going to school. Can't even imagine how it must have looked to people on the road around him. Not to mention 7 completely disheveled, wound-up 2nd graders being dropped off for the school to deal with.

 

Good times. 

27 days ago
9/17/10
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Drink several stiff rum and cokes and pull me on waterskis. Drink several rum and cokes and take the family to dinner. This was in the 70’s. As I got into my late teens he had cut way back and didn’t do these things.

27 days ago
1/1/01
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Before I started high school, I was on a first-name basis with many of the local Bandido MC members and several upper level drug/pot dealers. The stuff my dad exposed me to was frowned upon even back then!
27 days ago
2/22/13
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Luckily my dad was a Penthouse guy.

27 days ago
9/22/09
Posts: 6770

-Ride in the bed of the truck or on the little shelf between the backseat and rear window

-Have a cup of bourbon and donald duck grapefruit juice on the way to the river to shoot guns

-Let me drive around the neighborhood when i was ten (he was in the car at least)

I also used to regularly have to go buy cigarettes for my grandma. 

27 days ago
1/1/01
Posts: 5081
Lugged around a shotgun all over town that was taller than me at about 12 or 13 years old.

Could walk a mile or two from home and hunt ducks, pheasants and doves. Did this many, many times each year (like 80-100 days over the seasons). Never did my dad go there. Just me and friends.

Would probably lock him up now for negligence or some shit. However he had already taught me much and I knew what I was doing. Zero accidents ever.

Still don't think that would fly today. I would have the SWAT team called on my 12 year old ass for having a gun now days.
27 days ago
5/31/07
Posts: 21702
Use money I'd saved to buy a Beretta model 92F at a local flea market (they had a big section of booths with nothing but guns back then). I was probably 12 or so and had full 100% possession, control, and responsibility for it. It was truly mine.
Edited: 27 days ago
1/8/14
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Jump out of the bath with a hard on and hang a towel over it and say look at my towel rack.

It used to make my brother and I lose our shit hysterically.

 

Fast forward 16 yrs and he tried the same gag with his two newest kids to a different womemethods and it ended up with him being accused of being a pedophile and put under a rigodious investigation.

 

Also beating us with sticks.....doubt that would fly now days either hahaha 

27 days ago
5/31/07
Posts: 21703
^on the same note, my parents bought me a laser target practice system that had a 9mm round that "fired" a laser each time the pin struck it. I would lay on my bed in my room with the target on top of my dresser and fire 100s of practice laser rounds.

Now that I have kids, I can't imagine sitting in the living room and listening to one of them cock and dry fire a handgun repeatedly in the other room and not being the slightest bit nervous about it.
27 days ago
1/8/04
Posts: 12923
Bring me to bars, drive home drunk with me and whatever coke whore he picked up that Wednesday afternoon.