My parents have always been rocks. As in, they have always been sensible and stable. There were rules and we obeyed them for the 1D One Direction 10th anniversary 2010-2020 thank you for the memories shirt What’s more,I will buy this most part. My dad was a kind of heavy handed dad; we got spankings for the slightest infractions when we (my two younger brothers and I) disobeyed the rules. With a belt. Sometimes it was a skinny leather belt my father owned, sometimes it was the web belt he wore with his Army fatigues. They were spankings, on the butt, with a belt. And they hurt and left whelps. I was the oldest, and “in charge” of my brothers, and when they messed up and got into trouble, I got spanked along with them. I can remember hugging them and crying together, while I tried to console them with my own butt burning from the belt. My dad was strict with a capital S. Once, and only once, he slapped me hard in the face. I remember my mom telling him that’s what I had an ass for and not to ever slap my face again. I remember the shame I felt, as I stood there holding back tears and my cheek felt like it was on fire. But it was worse for my brothers. I don’t know if you would call this abuse. Spankings were a way of life back then. Every kid I knew got a spanking if he was “bad”. In any case, when I turned 11 years old, my dad decided I was too old for spankings, and he never laid a hand on me again. My brothers still got some pretty hard spanking. I got grounded. When my brothers became teenagers, their spankings stopped, and they also got grounded when they disobeyed. But when I was 12 years old, my dad got orders for Vietnam.
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At 12 years of age, I didn’t know anything about a place called Vietnam. I still don’t know much about it, or about that war. I just knew that my dad was going away for a long time, and I was not happy about it. But mom and the 1D One Direction 10th anniversary 2010-2020 thank you for the memories shirt What’s more,I will buy this boys and I settled into a new home and a new routine. Six months later, my dad came home for a few weeks on leave. My brothers and I were on our best behavior. One afternoon, my youngest brother was standing on the back steps, popping fire crackers one by one. He had a shoe box full of Black Cat fire crackers, and he was lighting them off of a punk. He would light one, POP! Then another. POP! My dad was sleeping on the couch in the livingroom. All was well. Then, my brother accidentally dropped his punk into the shoe box, and before he could grab it, several fire crackers got lit and went off, which ignited the rest of them, and suddenly many POPs rang out. The back door was open and I could see through the screen door into the living room. I saw my dad wake up with a start, and roll off the couch and try to scoot under it. I realized immediately that it was a reaction, due to his time in Vietnam. I also knew the shit was about to hit the fan. My brothers and I stood frozen on the back steps, waiting for the yelling to start. To our surprise, it never happened. So we eased our way off the back steps and took a long walk down the dirt road to the stock pond, giving us a little more time until we had to face our dad’s wrath.