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Originally Posted by Syncrosonix
who is your daddy and what does he do?
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My Dad was a huxter, he started with a 1957? suburban, then a 8 foot step van, then a 12 foot step van, which is what I remember as a child. He would load his truck with eggs, fruit and vegetables and take them to Baltimore and Washington to sell them. He had regular customers and each day had it's own route.
I would go along in the summer, when school was out, and help him. He taught me how to count money (which I still love to do :lol: ) and drive the truck. That man could drive anything, if I wasn't sitting on his lap driving I was shifting gears standing next to him.
Four years ago, he fell down a flight of stairs and suffered a major brain injury, he's not the same man that was my hero for many years. I miss my Dad and our long talks that we used to have as I grew older.
His decline came from his wife (my step mom) that got breast cancer at the age of 35 and died when she was 40. Dad drank a lot to cope with it and that's why (I think) he fell down the stairs.