1968 AND MY BABY DIANA KNEW

This is a picture of Diana, my oldest with her father back in 1968.  We lived in Tracy, California during the early years of our marriage.  It was  a beautiful Sunday afternoon when we took Diana to the park.  As you can see by her expression, she didn't like the swings at first.  Or it could have been that as a baby she did not feel the love from her father.  He was evasive and had no sense of  a loving attitude towards her.  She relied on me for everything.  Her dad was like a robot.  Just went to work came home, ate and drank beer and then went to sleep. 

Trust me, it got worse as time went on.  To this day, he has no relationship with Diana or her brother or the grandchildren.  It is absolutely disgusting.