Henry Harry Shocinski
February 13, 1918 - June 19, 1978
I don't remember very much about my father, then again I don't remember much about my mother either,
and she's still living.
I have a horrible memory, always have. I can read a book and not be able to really tell you about it.
I can re-read a book and be surprised.
My childhood is pretty much a blur, except for those few things that are burned into my memory.
These are some things I do remember about my dad...
he bowled on a league every Wednesday night for as long as I can remember.
he stirred cream and sugar into his coffee for a looonnnggg time
he knew the names of All my stuffed animals
he had big arm muscles from working at a lumber yard
he used to smoke Camel's and it was long enough ago that children could run down to the store and
get a pack of cigarettes for their dad
he loved to fish and taught me (the fish knew it was me on the other end of the line and made sure
to stay away)
he took us to a lake resort every summer and would take us for speed boat rides
he took us water skiing, over and over and over
he taught me to drive and bought me my first car (1966 Buick Special - YUK! It was an old person's car, but I ended up loving it, because it was all mine)
he took me golfing (even though I was terrible)
he loved to deer hunt and we would tag along and walk the woods with him
he built his own home (actually built it)
he loved woodworking
he made me a hutch
he made me a desk/bookcase and a bookcase
he made me a jewelry box
he used to draw cartoons, very well
he yelled at me when I colored outside of the lines
he did Not like runny scrambled eggs
he loved blood sausage and would cut the frozen links with a meat cleaver when he was drunk
he drank a lot when I was in my teens
he was really mad when I got my ears pierced (at 18 years old)
he denied being an alcoholic because he didn't go to work drunk
he would hide his whiskey
he was drunk every weekend and later on, every evening
he didn't like my boyfriend
he wouldn't allow us to touch
he believed a girl did not need to know how to change a tire because if she got a flat,
some Man would stop and help her
he didn't believe a girl needed to have a college education because when she got married,
her husband would take care of her
when he got sick, his eyes were jaundiced and he had abdominal and back pain
we thought for sure it was cirrhosis of the liver
it was pancreatic cancer...
Some of this may be why I don't remember a lot about my childhood, and am having a really hard time finding something positive to write...and I can't believe I am actually going to press Publish, but I am.
I drink very infrequently, don't like when others have more than a couple of drinks, can't tolerate when they lose control, and am scared to death one of my children will follow in my father's footsteps
and be an alcoholic.
I pray that someday when we meet again, this will no longer be an issue.
I do pray that he is at peace.
Check out what these ladies have to say about Father...(I certainly hope I have everyone, please let me know if I don't)