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My Mother left my father when I was about six months old. While I met my father when I was younger than two, I have no memory of these meetings. Something happened between them and I didn't meet my father again until I was about nine.
As a result I was raised by my Mother. I don't feel like I missed anything. I will admit that before my son was born, I was a concerned that I had no role model for being a Dad. I quickly learned that it wasn't important. From my Mother, I had learned how to be a parent.
As for getting weirdness from my various girlfriend's parents... I never had any experience with this other than the usual once over that all parents give prospective suitors.
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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke
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