Daddy's Girl

Thinking about Dad again....

It is the Anniversary of my Dear Father’s of my Father's Passing On...! God knows I miss him everyday, but more on this day! My Father was the Master of many things, he loved work and was never afraid of hard work...He believed in that old saying hard will never kill you, that changed as time went on... One Sunday, we were washing dishes together after Dinner and He asked, me how I was really?! I told him the truth, I was very tired! I was holding down 4 jobs and being there for him and Mom for the last 3 months... He just had a lung removed. He was the Caretaker of the Congress and I was Caretaker of Pasadena Court, plus I had a part time job in a FoodFair Grocery Store, plus I cleaned at Housing Keeping at the Mario Hotel. Then I took one of my jobs so she won't loose when Dad got better. Mom looked after the Congress with an Arron Hand while Dad was in the Hospital, plus she had 2 part time jobs, but one got to much for her. So I took 1 of hers, so she could keep her for her. We All had a hard time those days, so who am I to complain. Dad seen how tire I was I guess he could seen it in my eyes and my face; Bless his soul for asking about me. Poor Dad punctured a lung after falling off a Ladder. Something he should not have been doing in the 1st place, but he said to him self how hard is it to change a light bulb. Well he found out what high blood pressure can do...Then of course he was afraid to tell Mom what he did because he was told buy his Doctor. He just did want not want to hear it from my Mother, not that I could blame him. Dad knew what was going on in my mind and he turned to me and said Jackie you are a lot like me and I just want to tell you my little Chickadee that old saying about hard work is not going, I said yeah! He went on to say well I am proof that it can kill you. I wanted to cry, instead I just hugged him and said, Thank you... He was only 60. He passed on at 65 I was grateful for the last 5 years we had together. I did quite working so hard a several years latter and went back to school. Just before my Dear Father passed on. I just wish I did it sooner, but I did it and that is what counts. I wanted to move on to something easier and that I loved doing and not just for the money it all about people really. Plus I wanted to spend more time with my Family and Friends. I am so glad I did it, I am very happy with many of the decisions I have made in my life. I like myself...mind you it hasn't always been easy, this World has a way of trying to take you down... All I can say to that is don't let it. My Sweat Father told he was the happiest he had ever been Thanks to his Family and Friends, that was the night he passed on...Some of the last things he ever said to me. That was a great night I was Truly Blessed. Thank you God!

Daddy they didn't make the Floodway big enough yet!

I can not hear anything about the Flood way and Flooding without thinking of my Father. When I was a little girl my Father was the head bulldoze operator when they were building the flood way around Winnipeg it was nick named "Duff's Ditch"! There was a fight to make it bigger then, they wanted it to save Selkirk as well of course my Father was all for it... he knew it would cost more if they didn't. Well Dad you were right! My Dad didn't get mad often, but this was one of those times. He worked hard sometimes putting in 7 days a week, for weeks. He taught his men how to get their bulldozers stuck deliberately so it would be bigger then called for... it won't be as deep as it is if it weren't for Father and men like him! I remember my Mother getting angry with him, saying she needed him home.... Why was be on me, not knowing anything about sex... Mom said stupid things we don't need the money. I thought oh we are rich... Then I looked around and said no... I thought she was sick of doing of doing the housework and cooking, I always tried to helped, but was never good enough so so it felt. When Dad did it he would always say good job. I always loved Our time together, but he explained what he was doing, So I was find with him being away, in fact I was Proud! As I should be... She said, it was because of us kids, but that wasn't true, my brother was to little to care and I was proud as I said before my Father was doing a very important work. Then I remember the day my Mother blew her top she called a taxi... Then she and put us kids in it and we went to the part of the Flood Way was working. Ranting all the way... I was sad thinking this was right... why was she always mad. When we got there my Mother "Barked" orders to a man who turned out to be one Father's Bosses.... Dad said he many. I felt so sorry for the poor guy... She Yelled at him of course. You get my husband and I mean now, he has been home in weeks, tell him I have his Children in the cab and the meter is running... When she was finally finished He looked at us kids and said, he'll go talk to Dave. So the Foreman went and told Dad that his wife and kids were there waiting in a cab for him with the meter running. He told him you better go Dave your wife is very upset. Dad said, Oh Yeah well you go back and tell my wife, I go home if I get to give my Daughter Bulldozer or I am not going home. He said, if you don't come back with my Daughter don't come back. So the Foreman told my Mother what my Father said, Mom thought for a second then she OK, I think Dave Jr. was a sleep Thank God. He would get hurt feelings if only I got to go and he know about it. So the Foreman picked me up and carried me out to the middle of the Flood way to my Father. Telling me I am going to have the Best Ride Ever... and to never forget this day... When we got to the Bulldozer I was so happy and proud of Dad. It was huge and my Dad looked huge and proud as a Peacock... Just like I felt... I felt like a doll going from one big man to another big man... When Dad took me from the Foreman and Dad Thanked his boss... He placed me between his legs and said, I am going to teach you how to drive a Bulldozer Jackie. I said, but Dad I am a girl! Girls don't drive Bulldozers... He almost got mad but not at me. My Father hardly ever got angry with me so it was scary for a a second until I heard what my Father had to say next... He said, Jackie just because you are a girl doesn't mean that you can't do things boys do, you may be a girl and you may be small, but if you use your head you will be able to do anything you want too, even if they call it a man's job. Don't let anyone tell you different not even your Mother... Then he gave me my Bulldozer Diving Lesson... The Foreman would be happy to know, I am sure... That I have never forgot that day... When Dad carried me back to cab I remember thinking I was one of the Luckiest Girls in the World, until I heard my Mother voice. Mind you that was just one of many great lessons my Father taught me... Yes I was very Lucky... Every Daddy should talk to and treat their Daughter the way mine did... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_River_Floodway

David John O'Connell June 9th, 1926 - March 31, 1992

I am a Daddy's girl, my Mother's resented that, because she was jealous, she never had a good Father her's was an awful man. A child abuser, mom called it being strict... Just as she called what she did it too me. Mom didn't have a easy childhood or Life. So it was like I didn't deserve one either, and made sure of that... I never believed she loved me but for years I tried to tell myself she did... now I just don't think about much... I don't bother with her since she told me she was sorry I was her Daughter... When I said if that is how you feel I won't speak to you anymore until you say Sorry for saying that... She said the only sorry that I was born... Warning never say these things to your child unless you willing to pay the price for your words. Remember you can never be taken words back and words can really hurt be on words... But always remember if you are sorry, Say so... I have moved on and I am my Mother is doing just fine without me... To this day she has never been sorry... I really never wanted to be like my Mother and I don't believe I am in so many ways, but of course there are some ways I am... I just work on the good parts. I never believed everything I was Taught, unless it came from Dad. After all I was a Daddy's girl. Dad didn't have an easy childhood either, in spite of that he was so different from Mom... Ge use to tell me he was sorry Mom was difficult... He was being nice... just like him.... Dad sometimes watched the children show "The Gentle Giant" with me. He was my " Real Gentle Giant" too me! I miss my Dad everyday, but I am Blessed, with warmest Memories of him. I have his Spirit sitting beside all the time. I just don't have his body...

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Daddy's B - Day June 9th, 1926

Happy B - Day Daddy....
I miss my Father everyday, but today is the hardest, I miss his gentle smile, voice & hugs.
Yet at the same time I can see them in my mind. Love you Daddy...

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

I love sharing...

I love blogging and sharing check out some of my Blogs.

in reference to: Shorten & Share | bit.ly | a simple URL shortener (view on Google Sidewiki)

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Dave's are very important to me...

This is to all the Dave's in my Life!
There have been many. Dave has always meant a lot too me!
My Father's name is David John O'Connell. My Brother David Ralph O'Connell.

I Thank God for all the Dave's out there!

The name David comes from the Hebrew origin. In Hebrew The meaning of the name David is: Beloved or friend. The Old Testament David killed the giant Goliath in 10th Century BC, then succeeded Saul as King of Israel.

The name David is a baby boy name. The name David comes from the Scottish origin. In Scottish The meaning of the name David is: Beloved or friend, adopted from the Hebrew. David was a common name of Scottish kings in the Middle Ages.

The name David is a baby boy name. The name David comes from the Welsh origin. In Welsh The meaning of the name David is: Beloved or friend, from the Hebrew. Sixth century St David (or Dewi) was patron saint of Wales.

The name David is a baby boy name. The name David comes from the Welsh origin. In Welsh The meaning of the name David is: Beloved or friend, from the Hebrew. Sixth century St David (or Dewi) was patron saint of Wales.

I am a Daddy's girl that is for sure and I Thank God for my "Father"!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Happy Father'a Day Everyday should be Father's Day....

I am still a Proud Daddy's! I feel like my Dad is watching out for me...I feel so Lucky! Two things I have to Thank my Mother for one is my Father, the Other is my Brother...Just thinking about them makes me "Smile"!

David J, O'Connell

David R. O'Connell

I could talk about these two for hours.

They really Blessed me, more then they know....

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Happy Earth Day Everyone!

April 22, 2009
Happy Earth Day Everyone! What did you do for Earth Day today? I turned the water heater down. Walked to the store and turned off anything I didn't need, and I reused my Smile...

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Jackie and Dave O'Connell

This is my Brother Dave and I. He was always my Best Friend! I was so lucky to have him as a Brother! He was my little Brother. I use to call him my Little/Big Brother.