Born late '75. Dad '47 and mom end of '54. My mom was still 19 when she had me. They're Boomers.

My dad was a federal worker who had a decent college education at notre dame and osu (too lazy for caps) and then army. He was strict at parenting and his alcoholism was bad. Federal worker. My mom went back to college when I was in fourth grade. My dad would call her the "Gloria Steinem of (town we were in)". After working, trying to be a mom and going to school she finally got her degree and a great job at age 36.

I had chores, summer jobs since 12. My dad wasn't a chill dude. He still isn't.

My poor mom and I got putting up with his crap. She threw him out. He came back.

My mother took her maiden name and made it her middle name. My dad cheated on her, married wife number 3 when I was 20. She passed 4 years ago, he's got another woman living with him now.

I grew to love my adopted new fam after my dad's new marriage, but she passed away at 65, 9 months after retirement. It was so heartbreaking.

This new woman is weird. My dad is 74 and she's 60. She kind of gives me the creeps so I don't see him much. Who cares! Plus, he's really into himself. Family last. His last wife's family all moved along after word of the new woman. He picked her up at a widower's group. He went there to pick up women, really.

Yikes. I had to borrow money once, I think it was for a move. He lent it and told me he was going to charge me interest if it was late. From his McMansion on a hill...

I don't care much for him.