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Determination and hard work. They lost everthing in Bohemia and shipped to Germany on cattle trains.  It took many years of hard work and finally built theire own home. They were dedicated parents and dedicated to all theire families. I was very lucky. I miss them terribly.

The raised me. I hear it was a hard job. I think I turned out ok. : )   God! I do miss them. 

The fact that they placed their kids first, above and beyond every thing else..!

"Their Hard work and their love for me unconditionally!!"

My father: EVERYTHING

My mother: NOTHING

R.I.P. DAD, I miss you.

My Dad: Was able to fix absoutely anything. He was a marvel.

                Consequently, I was under the mistaken impression

                 that all men possessed this "fix it" gene. lol  ;)

My Mum: Could make an old leather shoe taste good.  Sewed

                 both by hand and machine, knitted, crocheted and a

                  wonderful sense of humour.  I learned to sew from

                  her, it's my legacy. :)

That they chose to have me,

Two penniless immigrants with a language barrier who overcame most obstacles through sheer determination,faith and hard work. Raised 3 kids and provided all the necessities of life. Lots of love,laughter and tears. Dad died too early to enjoy the harvest.

Forever grateful for their simple, extraordinary voyage.

MUM AND DAD .TWO GREAT PARENTS .TAUGHT MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS TO BE TOLERENT .TREAT OTHERS AS YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TREATED.AND NEVER BE GREEDY ALL WAYS SHARE.YOU KNOW ITS NICE TO BE NICE. FACT.WE HAVE A SHORT STAY ON THIS PLANET MAKE IT A HAPPY ONE FOR ALL.

I have a lot of contempt for both my parents, my mother denying my father,even at the cost of my child's life (she did survive,but no thanks to my mother) she lied and led a life of deceit to save face (hers) however, when the chips were really down my father finally stepped up,I had known early in life but nothing was ever said,I was 38 when he (not she) stepped in, he offered me one of his lungs as a transplant, I didn't accept but we have become quite close 

My mother because she saved my life, for the rest she gave me a hard time.

My stepfather nothing, I forgive them both.

My real father because he was going back to Canada, after fighting in WW2 and did not know I was coming, staying alone till he dies of heart disease, hoping to see my mother again.

I lost my sister, mother and stepfather within 6 months in 2010 and my wife 1 year later. May they rest in piece.

I'm great full to the Lord as He let me live trough this so I'm now able to understand and help many people.

My parents were/are terrific.  Took me close to 54 years to realize this but I do............

My father's parents immigrated from Scotland when my father was 18 with their 8 kids.my father & his brothers had worked in a coal mine from the age of 12.They bought a sugar cane farm thru the mail (Near Bundaberg,Qld).They were horribly ripped off.Which meant my father went to work as a cane cutter for 20 seasons.Bloody hard work.

My mum's parents immigrated from Germany when she was about 10.They had nothing.It was also years of hard work for her,even after us kids were born.

So I guess their ability to knuckle down & work is what I admired about them both.We never had much as kids compared to what our kids had,but there was food on the table & a warm bed to sleep in.

Mother, her faith and kindness...

Father, honestly and work ethic...

fOR REALLY MOST OF THE ABOVE STATED!!...plus they never handed us anything on a plate!(except meals)!;-)...we had to work hard to achieve or earn extra cash...they gave us all an honest but real appreciation of life!:-)

My parents did quite well. I am far more complex than they could possibly deal with…they did their best. When I knew they could not be close to me as they would like to be it was impossible to explain. They could not understand what had passed them by. They clung to the treasury of their limited vision of all things and believe their mental model of the world was all there is. I was no longer part of their world. I had exceeded every limitation that I saw and would not embrace as my own. So we grew apart. They are part of my world now and I see them and know their thoughts toward me and mine toward them. Eternity is boundless and life is endless. You can know and enjoy that by choosing not to forget and to accept mistakes as simple misunderstandings, yours and/or theirs. All judgment does is separate people from each other. 

That they were able to raise me without killing me or each other. They did a great job but when we are young we don't really know how great they are and how much we appreciate their standing by us, we think as young they are in the way but in fact, they are leading the way.

My parents are both gone now and I didn't learn this until after they were both gone, now without their leadership, I depend on my own common sense and that common sense is what they were teaching me all along and I didn't even know it.