I suppose Henry Wingo would have been a pretty good father – if he hadn’t been such a violent man. – Tom Wingo, Prince of Tides
“I can’t believe you would put that picture of Roy Hendrix on your Facebook page. He was a wife beater and an alcoholic!”
“He was such an asshole!”
The first comment came from my older brother Tom via a Facebook message several years ago about the above picture (my father is the handsome young man standing between the two young ladies).
The second, came from my mother, verbally, and more than once. They were referring to my father, who was actually Tom’s stepdad, which of course makes Tom my half brother; but growing up, I wasn’t aware of the situation, and unfortunately, neither was Tom, who didn’t learn until 2 years after my father’s death that Roy Hendrix wasn’t his real father.
“I’m sorry for all that he put you through, Tom, but he was still my dad,” I sent a Facebook message back.
“Mom, half of me is made up of him,” I told her over the phone. “Besides, he died young, before he had a chance to see his kids grow up into decent adults. Look what he missed out on!”
“Do you really think he would have cared?” she snarled skeptically.
“Yes, I do. I think that Dad, being somewhat of a ham, would have been thrilled beyond belief that I have a career in Broadcasting. He would have been very proud, and I’m not gonna let you take that away from me.”
“Well….,” her voice faded.
“I love you, Mom.”
And Dad, I love you, too. I have written numerous blogs about Mom, and now it’s time for me to write about you.