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"Alone" Chapter Four

Updated on April 2, 2012
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What a pleasure it is to get out and about again and smell the warmth of the earth all around us. To hear the birds joyfully singing the arrival of spring is special indeed. I have been told that in some south facing protected areas tulips have started to emerge. That in itself announces to me something is changing.

I have learned one thing about this area since arriving here. This time of the year expect anything so that means the snow shovel and ice melt stay within reach.

First and foremost I would like to thank the faithful who have been reading and leaving such encouraging comments. You are terrific and like always welcome to the Fireside. All is ready for you even for those who have left special requests. I have been hearing lately that the cookies are a favorite. They come in many different flavours and are good for what ever the occasion is or the mood you are in. Please enjoy and make yourselves comfortable and at home. Welcome to the fourth chapter of the book Alone... do relax and enjoy your time here.

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"The Blessing" Chapter Four

I sat for several minutes thinking of the day that I just been through. Tears welled in my eyes as I remembered the blessing my dad had just given me. It was sincere and delivered each time in love and sincerity.

It was a yearly family tradition to receive the blessing. Generally it would come at the start of a new year. Sometimes I would be home but this year I was far from home. It was something I had looked forward to as a child and even later in life. As an adult I felt it was an affirmation of the love my father had for me.

My father and I had a special relationship. It was based on love and respect, yet offered with a firm hand when it was called for. We had little time together in my younger years because he was always busy with his business. Years later he asked for my forgiveness for all the time we missed together.

His day started at 9 AM and ended most nights at 11 pm; he only had breaks for meals. Each night the family gathered after supper and prayed the Rosary together. Even as a child I knew this was a special time. I recalled the look on my parents faces as we knelt in prayer together.

There were however, a few occasions when my father and I were able to do things together, like learning to shoot his 22-rifle. He was familiar with the use of guns because he had spent his early life in the military and served in England during the 2nd world war. I have pictures of him dressed up in his uniform standing proudly in Trafalgar Square.

The day he taught me to shoot, my target was an old oilcan we had tossed in a pond a few miles from town. There I learned the rules of gun safety and came to understand the terrible things guns can do.

After that I was allowed to take the gun and go hunting gophers alone. I was likely the only child in the town I grew up in who was allowed to handle a gun at the age of ten. It was based on trust even though mom was against it.

The owner of the local hardware store paid a bounty of 1cent per gopher tail. She even extended credit to me. I soon became a proficient marksman. A box of 50 rounds of ammunition sold for 35 cents. As long as I was careful I could pocket the extra 15 cents per box.

I had one hunting accident the first year that could have been fatal. I was stalking a rabbit, tripped over a log and fell forward. I forgot the rule Dad had clearly specified; I had forgotten to put the safety on.

It was a lesson well learned. The gun went off and the bullet sliced through my ring finger on my left hand, blowing the upper joint apart. The doctors were able to sew things together enough to salvage my finger. It has become a constant reminder of the weather changes coming, and the aching was a reminder of my foolish mistake.

There’s little doubt in my mind as I look at my hand that someone was watching over me that day. Interestingly enough my parents still allowed me to hunt with that rifle, even after the accident. Again the trust they had in me was special.

On another day my dad took me fishing for the first time. I laughed as I thought of that day: my father standing near the riverbank casting his line out and patiently teaching me all the tricks, everything he could. The river was small, a few miles from home; the day was cold and damp, and a heavy morning fog hung in the air. I felt nothing but pride that I had been invited to come with dad.

I recalled the first fish I ever caught. I never even took the time to reel it in. I simply ran full tilt away from the river, and the fish on my line became known as the Evil Knievel fish as it flew several feet in the air after it hit the bank. I never let go of that fish—its lower jaw broken and hanging open the entire morning. After all, it was my first!

My father was a man of great principle, a man I tested on many occasions. He had trusted me with many things as a child, and if I tested that trust he would remind me with an encouraging talk or a sound reminder of the razor strap that always seemed too close at hand. Either way his word was final and to be respected. Many times he shed tears when he had to discipline us children. He had great faith and love for his fellow man. I admired him in so many ways, but most of all for his strength in his faith.

As I sat looking over the river valley I thought of all the things my parents had taught me without even saying a word. They taught through their actions, loved no matter what, and supported others when and wherever they could. Love from a parent is a great gift, a gift that they gave freely. Often there was only enough food in the house for one meal. I made a choice early in life to venture out, work and help support the family. Later they were able to enjoy a full retirement travelling back and forth to Arizona in the winter months. At any family gathering the house would be filled with the blessings of grandchildren and great-grandchildren.


I watched as the river continued to flow as it had for how many centuries, and got lost in the moment, silently praying in thankfulness for the blessings of the day, especially for the Godly parents who had raised me.

I calculated the balance sheet of the good and the bad in my life. Right then it rested in perfect balance. I was in a place of peace and I thanked the Heavenly Father for all He had provided. Yes, this was where I needed to be that night, alone and away from the Great Sadness.

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    • Rolly A Chabot profile image

      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Pam... Dad was special man and I was so lucky to have the time with him after I wondered so far from home for years. We would talk on the phone daily. When he called always the same words. "Son I thought I would give you a little call." I miss hearing those words...

      Hugs as always

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      Pamela Oglesby 6 years ago from United States

      I love the way you described the relationship with his father. I am enjoying this story immensely.

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Morning Blossom... I often think of the time people have invested into my life such as my parents and many others with gratitude. It is so important we pass the same along to others in our lives. All we need to do is look around us today and it is easy to become a mentor to the fatherless children.

      Many Hugs

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 6 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      You remind us that quality time is more important than the amount of time we spend with our children and grandchildren. I enjoyed reading this instalment.

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi again Tip... they were and were fully dedicated to teaching us best they knew... I think most people have an inbreed need to do the same. Though Dad passed at 93 going on 7 years now I still think of him daily. Mom is still with us at 91 soon. Though her memory is failing she is still glad to see us...


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      Tammy 6 years ago from USA

      What a beautiful story that is unfolding. Sometimes those lessons our parents try to teach us never seem to kick in unless we are all alone wrapped in our sadness, or teaching our own children. Your parents sound like wonderful people full of love for their children. Thanks for sharing these stories.

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi again Vinaya for the comment and the visit you have made to the Fireside... In life I have come to realize it is better to face reality face on and confront the demons.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Vinaya Ghimire 6 years ago from Nepal

      This is brave and honest account. I liked the way you slowly give details of your childhood.

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Ardie... Thanks for stopping and saying hello. I often think as I look at parents and even mine included there were shortfalls but at the end of the day it is love and respect that stays with a child. From the writing I have followed in your hubs I would venture a guess that you offer them both to your children.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Sondra 6 years ago from Neverland

      I wish I could meet your parents so they could give me some lessons on raising my own children. They sound so perfect and Dad was such a special person. You didnt have tons of time with him when you were younger but he made sure it was of the highest quality. Brilliant Rolly - always.

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Morning RoseMay50... thanks for the kind comment. I agree with you when you say Your childhood was rich with the love and trust of your parents" I certainly got lucky indeed....

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Morning Jackie... Pleased to hear you were taught at an early age guns and gun safety. I do think it important. I learned to hunt many years later for big game and provided for years. I have since chosen to hunt with a camera and unlike childhood placing fish back into the water... smiles... maybe some wisdom has finally settled in.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Always... Dad was indeed a special man in many ways. Even I sit here today thinking of him I recall the many times he would speak into my life. There are many great dads out there today but I feel for the children who's Dads have left them alone.


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      Rolly A Chabot 6 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Nell... thanks for the comment as always and so pleased you are following along...

      Many hugs from Canada

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      Rosemary Sadler 6 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Your childhood was rich with the love and trust of your parents and it shows in the caring man you have grown into.

      Thank you for sharing your childhood memories.

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      Jackie Lynnley 6 years ago from The Beautiful South

      I was target practicing by ten myself. My brothers would hunt but I passed on that. Dad taught us all to use a gun though and I am thankful I am comfortable and safe with one. Terrible about your accident, but lucky it was not worse I am sure. Something you will never forget I am sure.

      Another interesting write and votes up.


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      Ruby Jean Richert 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

      How wonderful to have a Father who loved you and let you know it with a yearly blessing. I have always believed that a Father/ Son relationship is one of the most important aspects for a happy life. Your first fish catch was fun to read and enjoy. Thank you once again for sharing your journey..Cheers

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      Nell Rose 6 years ago from England

      Wonderful as always Rolly, I know I have missed a few, so I will go back and try to catch up, but each chapter is a story in itself, have a great Sunday, take care nell


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