Posted by Robert R. Cobb on March 27, 2001 at 17:44:54:
In Reply to: Dad's lie posted by John Holmes on March 27, 2001 at 16:18:39:
: As I kid I lived near the docks in London's East End.
: One Friday evening I found a paypacket filled with
: cash outside The Sabberton Arms, the local pub.
: It had about £12 in it, a lot of money in those
: (ave wages then, about £8 per week).
: I took it home to my dad, who said that he would
: immediately take it to the police station. I felt
: strangely fulfilled at having done such a noble act,
: and was very proud of my dad for his handling of the
: matter (wwell, I was only 9 years old)
: Some weeks later, I asked him what had happened to
: the money.
: " Don't worry, son," he said, " It found its way to
: where it belonged. It's was well looked after."
: Only many years later did I find out that it had
: found its way back to the Sabberton Arms, where my
: dad toasted the health of the British dockers!
It is regrettable that your Dad lied to you about what he did with the money that you found. You told the truth, so someone must have provided a good example for you to follow. and one for you to model to your own kids.
Your Dad ever in films?
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