I inherited my father's insatiable desire to meet all the beautiful girls in the world.
As a father now, I wouldn't do what my dad did, because it left me feeling emotionally unstable as a kid. But he didn't do the things he did out of selfishness or malice.
I know whatever my father did, in his own way, he still loved me.
My father rebelled ferociously against his conservative upbringing where his father physically abused him.
The fact my relationship with my son is so good makes me forgiving of my father and also appreciative.
Now I can look back and say I actually like the upbringing I had and my father was very attentive and a great educator.