父親兒子和我 y father y n yelf (第1/7頁)
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MyfatherstilllooksremarkablylikeIrememberhimwhenIwasgrowingu:hairfull，bodytrim，facetanned，eyesshar。Whatsdifferentishisgentlenessandatience。Ihadrememberedneitherasaboy，andIwonderedwhichofushadchanged。
MysonMatthewandIhadflowntoArizonaforavisit，andhis67-year-oldgrandfatherwastuninguhisguitartolayfortheboy。“Youknow‘Oh，GiveMeaHomeWheretheBuffaloRoam？”myfatherasked。
Allthewhile，four-year-oldMatthewwasbouncingonthecouch，furtivelystrummingtheguitarhewasntsuosedtotouchandtalkingincessantly。
WhenIwasaboy，myfatherwasntaroundmuch。Heworkedsevendaysaweekasamilkman。ButevenatworkhewasthetaskmasterinabsentiaInfractionswereaddedu，andatnighthedisensedunishment，thoughrarelybeyondathreateningvoiceorascoldingfinger。
Desiteourfathersonstruggles，Ineverdoubtedmyfatherslove，whichwasourlifelinethroughsomerettyroughtimes。Therearelentyofwarmmemories-heandIonthecouchwatchingTVtogether，walkingagravelroadinCrete，Ill。，atdusk，ridinghomeinacar，singing“RedRiverValley。”
Hehadthiswayofsmilingatme，thiswayoftossingabackhandedcomliment，lettingmeknowhewasroudofmeandmyachievements。Hewasaruggedteaser，anditwasduringhisteasingthatIalwayssensedhisgreatunsokenlove。WhenIwasolder，Iwouldunderstandthatthisishowmanymenshowaffectionwithoutacknowledgingvulnerability。AndIimitatedhiswayofsaying“Iloveyou”bytellinghimhisnosewastoobigorhistiestoougly。
“Itsnotwhatamansays，butwhathedoesthatcounts。”hewouldsay。Wordsandemotionsweresusect。Hewenttoworkeveryday，herotectedme，hetaughtmerightfromwrong，hemademetoughinmindandsirit。Itwasourbond。Itwasourbarrier。
ItwasonlyafterhavingaboyofmyownthatIbegantothinkalotabouttherelationshibetweenfathersandsonsandtosee-andtounderstand-myownfatherwithremarkableclarity。
