The Lesson I Learned From My Father When I Didn’t Know I Was Being Taught a Lesson
I’m the fifth child and only girl in my family. The bond I shared with my father was unique.
While I was an adult, my Dad lived in Long Island. One morning when he was walking our dog, Max, another dog ran out of his house and attacked Max. As my Dad to stop the attacking dog, he got bit too. Max and my father had cuts, but they were okay.
Weeks after the incident my mother told me that my father decided to press charges. He didn’t mention it to me.
I remember not understanding how a dog lover like my Dad would press charges against the owner of a dog who made a mistake. Yes, there were medical bills, but my Dad didn’t need the money.
My Mother said, “He’s not doing it for money. Your Father wants to make sure there is a paper trail so that if the dog hurts someone else, the county can take action, so children don’t get hurt.”
Years later, I spoke to my Father about it. He said if you know something is wrong, then you have to do something.
I wish many people felt the same way as my Father did.
Hugs,
marlene
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