The letter you always wanted to write.
I wasn't properly introduced to you until 2005, when I was nine, but I remember Mam and Dad sitting me down for the first time when I was six and explaining why Dad had a funny walk. My response was: "I want my next daddy to be fit." Everyone just laughed it off. I used to hobble behind my dad, copying his posture and facial expressions. He would laugh and swing me high up in the air. I felt as if I was flying.My dad being 6ft 5in, I virtually was.
Although my dad couldn't run after me, he could throw the ball high in the sky and see who caught it first – me or my sister. He could stand at the top of the drive and give me a big push on my bike. He gave me tips at football and I would listen, as he used to play professionally, but he could never show me. I never thought anything of it because he was my dad. Some were bald, some were short, some were fat, some were thin – mine just had a funny walk.... Read More - http://www.msrc.co.uk/index.cfm/fuseact ... ageid/2479