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My Story… Part 12

     Needless to say that the news my dad had just figued out on his own took him back. He was shocked. It was written all over his face. His face also had a puzzled look about it.

     He looked me in the eye with his voice beginning to crack and asked, “I’m really going to be a grandpa?”

     He started to smile and when I acknowledged, he gave me a big bear hug. We cried a few seconds.

     This moment is one of the most special moments I have had with my dad. I viewed the situation as a time we went “toe to toe” with words before I broke him down with news I knew that could have been catastrophic. I didn’t know which way he would go with what he just learned.

     For once in my life, I finally made my father happy. I had screwed up alot of things in my life that he wanted me to succeed in, but this was the ultimate prize to him. I finally made my father proud and I relished in that moment and all through the pregnancy and past the birth. This was the happiest man on the earth, and accidentally, I made him that way.

     We talked late into that night about what my plans were. He preached to me about fatherhood and how he would whip my butt if I tried to pull a fast one and leave. I never had that idea in my head. Losers do that. I told him that this is what I had done, and I will not run from it.

     My dad laid off me about the phone from then on, knowing that I had bigger things to spend my money on and plans to arrange. She finished the first semester about a month later at Michigan Tech and that was it. I went up to help her pack her things and moved her back down into her mom’s house.

     Her mom gave me the same speech about how I better not ditch her daughter. Her mom was cool. I had a good relationship with her. But she did have rules and you better follow them.

     For the next few months we planned our moves, our lives. In the mean time I was to tell my mom and she was going to tell her dad the news. Her dad blew it off, seeming not to really be affected by it. My mom on the other hand…


My Story…Part 11

     I worked as a new meter reader for the gas company shortly before the girl I was seeing went away to school to Michigan Technological University. That school is way up in the Upper Peninsula. I lived in the far, southern part of the lower.

     I visited her every other weekend. Part of my decision to stay working and go to school closer to home was because we had planned a life together when her schooling was finished. It was the plan I had set in motion when I accepted the job and decided not to go back to Ferris State University.

     I drove the eight hour ride up to see her every other week, if not more. But on one of those first trips up there, another life-altering move was set in motion. I got her pregnant.

     It rocked me to my socks that this had come to be when I found out about a month later. I was gonna be a daddy to someone! ME!! I didn’t expect this at all. It was so unplanned so early on in my life. I was only 19. But something inside me said I can do this if I put my mind to it.

     The hardest obstacle to overcome was letting our parents know what was going on. She told her mom early on. I on the other hand had my hand forced during a confrontation with my dad.

     I used to spend alot of time on the phone with her in the evenings. Every night we were talking until it got to where my dad was getting outrageous phone bills and started to get on my case to talk to her less. He made a deal with me to talk less or I would have to pay my part of the bill. So of course I agreed to pay him. I had a good job. Paid well. I didn’t care. But he did.

     He thought I was throwing my money away. We got into arguments about it. He thought I should save up, I told him I was, but I kept the calls going. He even wanted to charge me some kind of interest on top of my due amount to teach me a lesson! I don’t remember his figure, but I was irate about this. Who was he to tell me how I was gonna spend my money?

     After it was established she was pregnant, we happened to be on the phone one particular night discussing what our next move would be. My dad busted into the room as I was on the phone and started hollering at me to get off the phone. I was embarassed, shocked, my nerves were already fried due to the pregnancy, and so I yelled back.

     Once i got off the phone with her, I had it out with my dad. He was asking me why I am on the phone all the time. He wanted answers. He could not understand why I was doing this every single night. I told I didn’t know. But I knew full well why now. We were making plans and throwing around ideas about the pregnancy.

     He yelled at me for not knowing. For throwing my money away. I yelled back and told him to leave me alone about it, that I had some stuff on my mind that we were working out. The he put his hands on my shoulders and asked why I did not know. Then he hit me with…”Is she pregnant?”

     I put MY hands on HIS shoulders and in a tearful response I said…”Yes! You’re gonna be a grandpa.”

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