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Me and dad in the snow. Looksee how freeking adorable I am!
My parents and me.. Not a happy camper here!
The only family picture with both my parents and the 4 of us kids. The NUN is dad's sister, Claire.
Me and dad in Montreal. I would SO give anything to be in this photo again.
My dad (on right) and his friend Eugene when he drove city bus in New Britain, CT.
Well, well... the little chunky monkey MOI, here... And WTF was I holding?? Yes there IS a reason I put on weight.. I was being molested by our fucking, bastard, pervert, fucking, stupid, ugly neighbor pedophile Donald Siroix. And the baby is Jo, my youngest sissy who also has a blog. My dad was born in 1925 so he would be 87 today. I do believe everything happens for a reason, however I just can't think of one that fits or justifies his absence from my life. How can he not love and want to be with his 4 beautiful kids? Look how cute, clean, and ... HEY I can still even SMELL that VO5 ma put in our hair EVERY S.I.N.G.L.E. DAY.
Me, Joanne, Dennis & Denise (the twins).
The 4 of us leaving for school.. Notre Dame Catholic school, that is.. swimming pools, movie stars... Sister Fabian, my 6th grade cunt teacher, swatted me across the knees with the yardstick pretty much all the time because they showed... ya KNOW I dressed like a slut, she said. The bitch really hurt me too. Must have been all that unrelieved sexual aggression and fasting those nuns build up over the years, it sure came out in her swats with the yardstick. I did not like Sr. Fabian. In 5th grade, however, I had Sr. Evangelistica, whom I had the biggest crush on that I vowed to become a nun when I grew up. In my eyes she was perfect, could do NO wrong. That is until I wrote the wrong math answer on the board one day and before I could even correct it, POW right in the kisser came her long pointer stick across my face. I had a huge welt, and went crying to the principle's office. My mother was called and that bitch got in trouble. I never wanted to be a nun again and I just despised her.. She was someone I respected and wanted to emulate ... That slap across the face burst my young girlish bubble. In my opinion, nuns are nothing more than sexually deprived, frustrated, commitment phobic women who practice lesbianism when the lights go out. (no offense to nuns who may be reading this was intended. If you ARE a nun, just pretend you didn't read this post, and light a candle for me, k?). But that doesn't include you, Aunt Claire, you were nice and always had some candy for us in your habit/frock pocket. Do nuns even wear underwear's under them things?
Happy Birthday Daddy. I Miss You More Than I Can Say.
xoxo
Christine
3 comments:
Happy birthday to your daddy.
Such nice pictures. I'm glad you have them to look back on, and smile.
Today is also one of my uncle's 75th birthday, so we'll be partying later at his surprise party. I just may be sharing some photos of my own. :)
Your Daddy sounds like a very great man. I am glad you were blessed to have someone that loved you so much!
So glad your dad was so good to you.
I'm also glad you don't have to deal with all the bullshit from that Catholic school!
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