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Honesty is the best policy.


I am a realist. We live in reality.
Fantasy is not reality and you can not live in fantasy.


You can make life heaven or you can make life hell. It is up to you.


-William Kenneth Turner, dad


I remember that my father was absent more than he was home.

My remember my father leaving for work at his office.

He was off to work, business, to provide for us. When he was home, he revealed little about who he was, although we heard in conversations between my mother and him quite a bit about what he did.

My father was self-employed. He was a Real Estate Broker. He was always overseeing some near-catastrophe, real or imagined, lest clients be unhappy for a single moment. The center of his attention was his business, as it was his grandfather's.

Waiting for Dad to come home had an air of expectation. Did he have a good day? Or a bad one? Was there some crisis left at the office that would cast a shadow over the night? Because even if Dad wasn't outright angry about work, even if he didn't take it out on his family as mine sometimes did, if Dad had a bad or unproductive day, we had to be regardful of it.

Making all those people happy, my father was rarely around for. We never wanted for anything material.

All I wanted growing up was more of his time. What I typically got was his anger and his frustration.

It always felt like I was at fault.

He simply did not know how to interact with his children.

Had Dad had a good day or a bad day? Had he won at the horse races?

If Dad had a bad day, I intuitively backed off and kept my distance until the coast was clear. If Dad had a good day I could greet him and share some happy news. Many times when Dad pulled into the driveway with him came a sense of trepidation, even fear.

Sometimes I was relieved when he had to work late again - relieved at not having to walk around on tiptoe and whisper to give Dad a break after his hard day. It was just easier not to be on guard.

My father knew no "normal" office hours. Nor have I. You could find him at his desk at 9:30 at night and at 7:00 the next morning. I knew that he worked incredibly hard. He sacrificed himself for us. He was largely anonymous, but loved for what he provided for us.

The hypocrisy of working all the time to be able to enjoy life may be obvious to some, but not to all of us.

In our house, we were made aware, intentionally or not, of how privileged and truly fortunate we were to have the home we had, the clothes we wore and to live the way we lived.

I felt every effort and the energy my father expended to provide for us. I don't believe my parents, at the time, were aware of how intensely they were transmitting this value to us.

My father mistook his job for a life. My parents would so often discuss work at dinner, during a drive to visit relatives, or even on vacations which, at times were cut short.

In our house the work ethic observed night and day.

We subconsciously absorbed a crucial equation: Virtue = Work

Dad's life was really all about work. Dad was his work. Dad was not Dad unless he was away, on the phone, showing real estate or at the office negotiating contracts. Dad was to be admired; he worked so hard. My father's obsession with work I emulated. I admired my father's work ethic and desperately wanted his approval.

Like it or not, I became a facsimile of my father.

Children learn a great deal by observation, mimicking the behaviors of their parents and adults they admire. Children learn that being busy indicates work, which is virtuous. I wanted to be loved, to be seen as virtuous, so I copied some of my dad's behaviors.

I got busy. My schoolwork showed that I was busy.

Before I hit puberty all I wanted was to be the best boy in the whole world. I set out to prove I could be. I would have to be the most "productive." I cleaned his office and delivered his brochures regularly to every house in the city.

Later I was busy being away from home. I wanted to be away all day, every day. To escape never ending "duty".

Still later I thought about how my father would respect me for working myself to death. And set out to do so.

I had no idea what this work ethic would cost me both emotionally and physically.
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