Bedtime Stories From My Father Were True Life Stories

When I was a kid at the park with my dad.
When I was a kid at the park with my dad.

James Earl Jones’ Voice

Michael Clarke Duncan’s Voice

When I was a little girl my favorite thing in the world was spending time with my dad. I was after all a daddy’s girl. I believe that this was due to the fact that my mother had to go to work early (before I woke up in the morning) and my father had a later schedule. So my dad would get me ready for school in the morning doing my hair, getting me dressed and sometimes taking me to the park before school. We had a lot of great times together; feeding the ducks at the Berkeley Marina, flying kites in the field across from our house and simply hanging out together.

Although these times were great probably my most clear memories were the stories my dad told every night before I went to bed. He did not read me books before bed; instead he would tell me stories. This would inevitably put me to sleep quickly for two simple facts the first being that since he was not reading to me the lights could be off and second because my father has an extremely deep voice close in sound to that of James Earl Jones or Michael Clarke Duncan his low toned voice would lull me to sleep. My dad often gets compliments on his voice because it is so deep and soothing. There have been several wrong number calls to my parents house that have ended up being long drawn out conversations because the person on the other end was drawn in by my fathers voice. When I was in college it was funny when my roommates answered calls from my dad because oftentimes my roommates thought that it was the police or that I was in trouble with the law because of my dad’s authoritative voice. I truly believe that it was his voice that made the story-telling that much better. My father speaks very slow and clearly enunciating each and every word this combined with the deep and melodic sound of his voice made it that much more interesting to listen not to mention the content of the stories themselves.

The stories that my dad told were never the same but they were always interesting. These stories were about his life, snippets of the times gone by. He would tell me about growing up, being a kid and getting into trouble (he was kind of a bad boy when he was little). He would tell me about things that he did like hopping trains and getting into trouble. He also told me stories about my grandmother and grandfather and the struggles that they had but no matter how bad the story was it was never scary only romantic in the way that he told it. Even though they were stories about people that I knew and loved it was almost like these stories made these people even bigger and greater than they truly were. They became like superheroes and stars in their own right. In these stories I learned the history of my family on my father’s side. I learned about my great grandparents who died before I was born. I learned about how they met and their children. I learned about how many grandfather and grandmother moved from Mississippi to Oklahoma and finally to California. I learned about the life experiences that happened when family members were born or passed away. I learned about the crazy family members (come on we all have at least one or two in our family). I learned about the famous or infamous family members. I learned about my father’s birth and am still amazed by the story and that my grandmother still wanted to have more children after him. I learned about my father’s strengths and weaknesses; the good, the bad and the ugly. It was all there in the stories and every night I would want to hear more and more. There was always something different he could tell simply because of the life that he had lead.

Looking back I truly miss those times of falling to sleep listening to my father tell me about his life. This was an important part of my learning and growing. Of course my father still tells me stories and I still love to listen to them, I even get my grandmother involved when I call her nothing like hearing at least one of her stories each time I call. These stories that my father shared with me were better than any book that I could have ever listened to because they were real they were about my family and they were about my history.

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jettadesign 7 years ago

Carm,

Thanks for sharing, so beautifully written.


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BkCreative 7 years ago from Brooklyn, New York City

I too was a Daddy's girl - we all should be. It's yin and yang and makes sense.

I love Michael C. D's voice. And...my father told us "Brer Rabbit" stories. My parents made sure we also knew family history. It made me proud.

It would be nice if more Dads told more stories to more children. Thanks a lot for this!


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

I think this is your best hub, eva', eva'.


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KCC Big Country 7 years ago from Central Texas

Thanks for sharing! You're right, there is something so soothing about a deep masculine voice. You're very lucky.


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

Thank you Bevy!!

Bk - I agree completely more fathers should read and tell stories to their children. It was a great experience for me and I know my kids love to hear stories.


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

goldentoad - Thank you that means a great deal to me!!

KCC - Yes deep masculine voices are very soothing although it can also be very scary when they are mad!! lol Thanks!


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KCC Big Country 7 years ago from Central Texas

I bet so, Triplet Mom! Somehow you don't seem like the type to have made Daddy mad too often though. That's an adorable picture of you as well.


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

KCC - Yeah I saw my dad really mad only once and made sure he was on my good side ever since lol. Thank you!!


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earnestshub 7 years ago from Melbourne Australia

What a lovely tribute to your wonderful dad. I enjoyed this hub very much.


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

earnest - Thank you so much!! I enjoyed writing it and remembering too!!


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Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

I could just imagine what your father's voice sounds like - you described it very well it's almost audible. This brings a lump in my throat, and I don't know why. Thanks for sharing, I am inspired.


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

Cris, I like that you are inspired!! Thanks for the comments. Even when I am not talking to him I can hear his voice in my head.


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free

wonderful as always...and how lucky you are and were...I wish my folks had told us stories of their past...Now when I try to get them they can't remember much...well dad is dead and mom has dementia...though she tries to tell me she just can't say it all the way thru...Makes me want to tell more stories to my grandkids...

....and before moving here I lived near Berkeley for 25 yrs...hummm...wonder if we ever passed each other at the Marina a favorite spot for me and my kids....G-Ma :O) Hugs & Peace


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

Thank you G-Ma. I hope that you do share more of your stories with your grandkids and children. There is nothing I love more than hearing stories. Wow I bet we did cross paths. It seems to me that we went to the Marina often it was a regular event.


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MamaDragonfly2677 7 years ago from New York

Great writing! I, also had bedtime stories from my dad. Except they were always "Super-Dad" stories, where a little girl named Shannon, (me) would go out to pick flowers in the woods, or pick berries, or whatever- and all of a sudden, something like a bear, wolf, or lion would show up and try to get her, and "Super-Dad" must have had special powers because right before she would get eaten by the preditor, "Super-Dad" showed up (complete with the sound effects of flying, and the hand gestures too!) and he would save her and fly her home where they had cookies and milk...Hahaha... Now, the stories are "Super-Papa" Stories!


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast Author

That is awesome!! I especially like the sound effects and that you were in the story. How fun that must have been!!


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sonia05 5 years ago from india

very nice hub....a father daughter relationship is very special indeed! I am thankful to God for giving me a loving dad and mom too without whom I would not be the kind of person I am today! They instilled in me love,hope,values and respect for elders.


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Triplet Mom 5 years ago from West Coast Author

Thanks for your comments sonia05! Sounds like you have wonderful parents!

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