tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post2215658056201001354..comments2024-03-28T16:46:13.756-04:00Comments on Writers Who Kill: Finding And Losing My FatherJim Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15090252530437277145noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-3208044073960457452010-10-13T21:00:54.398-04:002010-10-13T21:00:54.398-04:00What a gift you gave each other. A very sweet stor...What a gift you gave each other. A very sweet story, indeed.Kaye Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05596677617002735674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-77382970319560518362010-10-12T09:32:51.136-04:002010-10-12T09:32:51.136-04:00I would read it! What a wonderful story...your fat...I would read it! What a wonderful story...your father's, I'm sure, but also of the journey the two of you took together to reach a greater understanding.Jenny Milchmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04410805792044518458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-15923157537860256042010-10-10T22:45:23.545-04:002010-10-10T22:45:23.545-04:00Very nice post, Warren. What a wonderful experienc...Very nice post, Warren. What a wonderful experience, and how prescient of your father to ask for your help. I'm sure it's a gift you'll long remember.Pollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05909527054015612656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-81321822676238113442010-10-10T20:22:26.511-04:002010-10-10T20:22:26.511-04:00Warren, I am so glad you helped Grandpa write his ...Warren, I am so glad you helped Grandpa write his memoirs because they are a treasure to me. I love knowing more about the Grandpa I've always adored. Thank you for doing it!KatAphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16237933553147533784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-13329635929951638102010-10-10T15:50:52.809-04:002010-10-10T15:50:52.809-04:00Warren, that was a beautiful tribute to your dad.
...Warren, that was a beautiful tribute to your dad.<br /><br />Thank you.Pamela DuMond, D.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15880017372940084226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-3457803395603537972010-10-09T11:36:41.495-04:002010-10-09T11:36:41.495-04:00Thank you all for your kind words. It was a memor...Thank you all for your kind words. It was a memorable experience. Some years ago there was a book titled <br />Flag of our Fathers about a man who learns of his father's war experience. It was quite movingWarren Bullhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07789270258599769915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-55044750729018776962010-10-08T17:51:10.991-04:002010-10-08T17:51:10.991-04:00That's so cool, Lou. My dad is in a nursing h...That's so cool, Lou. My dad is in a nursing home and also quite sharp. Too bad he doesn't appreciate fiction--he's nonfiction all the way. My mom was the fiction reader.E. B. Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16746747050278597888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-46928605546772734882010-10-08T17:40:18.715-04:002010-10-08T17:40:18.715-04:00Thank you for sharing, Warren. Even without knowin...Thank you for sharing, Warren. Even without knowing the whole story, I was picturing your dad. I know mine hid his war experiences and thought his job was to work and support us. He missed our growing up but recovered something of what he'd lost through his grandchildren.Pauline Alldredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00847008019331163905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-1208193576909509192010-10-08T16:41:45.999-04:002010-10-08T16:41:45.999-04:00Very sweet, Warren. I keep my dad alive in my writ...Very sweet, Warren. I keep my dad alive in my writing, too. He's in a nursing home, but sharp enough to help my sleuth with a clue or two from old films.Lou Allinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17127025416577827253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-63241379485701995122010-10-08T15:49:20.900-04:002010-10-08T15:49:20.900-04:00My Dad wanted to write his "memoirs" and...My Dad wanted to write his "memoirs" and only got through the war years. Several years ago he had a stroke, and thought I encouraged him to do more on them, he didn't seem to have the time. He's gone now. How I wish I had insisted we work on them together.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13859537032816186857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-40916401907439560852010-10-08T10:52:29.760-04:002010-10-08T10:52:29.760-04:00Such a gift your father gave you and you gave him....Such a gift your father gave you and you gave him. Your story brought tears to my eyes.Kari Wainwrighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17142494074566856696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-31347383374947705692010-10-08T09:52:02.494-04:002010-10-08T09:52:02.494-04:00What a beautiful post to share, Warren.
It sounds...What a beautiful post to share, Warren.<br /><br />It sounds like your dad was one of so many "greatest generation" soldiers who endured horrifying experiences, but came home and tried to man up and forget about them. How much we have learned about PTSD since then. I'm glad that he was able to finally share it with someone, and that that someone was a caring son.Ramonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00627775403015684868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-38446760141586486442010-10-08T08:03:35.111-04:002010-10-08T08:03:35.111-04:00I'm glad you had the opportunity and skills to...I'm glad you had the opportunity and skills to write your father's story. So often, we know little of our parents aside their roles to us. Sometimes parents purposely hide behind their roles, which is why I'm always curious when friends call their parents "Mother" and "Father." Those are roles, not names, like "Mom" and "Dad." There is a subtle difference. As writers, we tell our own stories through our writing, although masked behind our characters, and we reveal ourselves.E. B. Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16746747050278597888noreply@blogger.com