Growing Up Fatherless

Growing up, any my friends had a engender save for me. In the essay tout ensemble Over but the Shoutin  wring Braggs has the same issue. Sure everyone has a father but non every child whops him personally. I sole(prenominal) went and visited my father twain time year, if I was lucky. It would however be for a bridge sidereal days at a time. He was neer real a father to me. as yet after being with him for a couple days, he was still a complete noncitizen to me. I always pondered what it would be corresponding to have a father. Everyone in my family never had anything exquisite to say about him. I never really listened to them because I didnt want to believe that he was a bad person. star day I in the long run got to experience what having a father was kindred.\nEver since I nates commemorate, it has always except been my mummy and I. There was never a strong father designing in my life since exploit left when I was skillful three years old. He packed up his bags and left, like my mother and I were nothing. I didnt know my father, I didnt know what kind of food he liked, his favorite sports team, his favorite color, or if he ever love my mom and I. I dont remember ever making him fathers day gifts or cards in grade school, or tonus the warmth of his arms somewhat me. I was too newborn to remember anything about him. To me he was a mere shadow, a fuzzy memory that never seems to fail to creep into the digest of my mind. In Braggs essay he says I thought that the man I would see would be the trim, swaggering, high-toned little putz of a man who stared underpin at me from the pages of my mothers photo album, the new-fashioned solider clowning around in Korea, the arrow-straight, good sounding boy who posed beside my mother bottom before the fields and mow handle and the rest of it took her looks . I do remember looking through photo albums that my nan had and seeing my father. He looked just like a natural guy. I would always honor about what he looked like but I could only look at the photos of him. In the photos he lo...