Daddy just didnt know how to show love. It was Mom who held the family together. He just went to work every day and came home； shed have a list of sins wed committed and hed scold us about them.
父亲根本不了解如何表达爱。把这个家维系在一块的人是母亲。父亲每天去上班，回家，然后是母亲向他数落大家所做的一连串错事，父亲再为了这类事把大家骂一顿。
once when I stole a candy bar， he made me take it back and tell the man I stole it and that Id pay for it. But it was Mom who understood I was just a kid.
有一次我偷了一根棒棒糖。父亲硬是要我送回去，还要我告诉卖糖的人是我偷了糖，并说我想帮他拆箱开包作为赔偿。但母亲却理解我，她了解我只是个孩子。
I broke my leg once on the playground swing and it was Mom who held me in her arms all the way to the hospital. Dad pulled the car right up to the door of the emergency room and when they asked him to move it saying the space was reserved for emergency vehicles， He shouted， What do you think this is？ A tour bus？
再有一次，我在操场荡秋千摔坏了腿，一路抱着我到医院的人是母亲。父亲将车正好停在急诊室门口。由于那儿是专供急救车停靠的，医院里的人就叫我父亲把车开走。父亲大声吼叫起来：你以为这是哪款车？难道是旅游车吗？
At my birthday parties， Dad always seemed sort of out of place， He just busied himself blowing up balloons， setting up tables， and running errands， it was Mom who carried the cake with the candles on it for me to blow out.
在我的过生日聚会上，父亲总看上去有点不能其所。他不是忙于吹气球，就是摆桌子，或做些跑腿的活儿。将插着蜡烛的过生日蛋糕捧进去让我吹灭的人一直母亲。
When I leaf through picture albums， people always ask， What does your Dad took like？ Who knows？ He was always fiddling around with the camera taking everyone elses picture. I must have a zillion pictures of Mom and me smiling together.
我随意翻阅相册时，其他人总会问你父亲长什么样子？这还真说不出。他一直摆弄着相机为其他人拍照。我和母亲在一块微笑的照片肯定多得都数不清了。
I remember when Mom told him to teach me how to ride a bicycle. I told him not to let it go， but he said it was time. I fell and Mom ran to pick me up， but he waved her off. I was so mad that I showed him， got right back on that bike and rode it myself. He didnt even feel embarrassed and just smiled.
我还记得有一次母亲叫父亲教我骑自行车。我叫他扶着车子别放手，他却说是时候了。我摔了下来，母亲跑来扶我，他却挥手让母亲开走。我真是气得发疯，决心非要让他看看我的本事不可。我立刻骑上车，竟能一个人骑了。父亲却一点也不尴尬，只不过笑笑。
When I went to college， Mom did all the writing. He just sent checks and a little note about how great his lawn looked now that I wasnt playing football on it.
我上大学了，给我的信一直母亲写的。父亲只了解寄钱，顶多附上一张便条，告诉我他的草坪目前修整得多么好，而现在我却不可以在上面踢足球。
Whenever I called home， he acted like he wanted to talk， but he always said， Ill get your mother.When I got married， it was Mom who cried. He just blew his nose loudly and left the room. All my life he said， Where are you going？ What time are you coming home？ No， you cannot go.
每次我打电话回家，父亲总像是有话要说，但结果他一直说我把你妈叫来接。我结婚的时候，母亲哭了，父亲只不过大声打着鼻响，离走出了房间。在我一生中，他一直说：你到哪里？你什么时间回家？不，你不可以去。
Daddy just didnt know how to show love， unless
父亲就是不了解如何表达爱，只能如此
Is it possible he showed it and didnt recognize it ？
父亲向大家表达了爱，难道他只不过没意识到吗？
