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Originally Posted by CC1
I knew that your dad had issues with TLC and that was where your opinion of him was coming from but I did not want to bring that into the discussion.
I am not saying that no wrong was done from TLC toward your dad. There may have been. What I am saying is that even if that is so it does not validate your assessment of TLC. I have spent the last 30 years around him to varying degrees and you are just flat wrong. No opinon invovloed you are just wrong. TLC has faults and has done people wrong but at some point int time so has everybody I know including myself. We are all human and make mistakes.
You can dislike TLC for something that happened between he and your dad but don't use that to mischaracterize the man by saying things that you do not know.
Oh, and I knew your comments were not intendd to be "funny". That is why they made me angry. You are posting things but a kids perspective of something that happened decades ago.
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I want to get away from any more TL Craft statements after this post.
I will accept one more rebutal from you.
My dad called TL Craft from his hospital room during the last 2 weeks of his life.
He asked Bro Craft to forgive him for his attitude towards the situations in Jackson.
He told Bro Craft that no matter the depth of the offense.
His salvation was more important.
I sat in the room that day as my dad was connected to a large Dialysis maching having his blood pass from his body through this machine.
My dad cried his heart out to Bro Craft.
I was 13 years old and cried as I saw my dad seek the mercy of God.
My dads salvation meant more to him than the offense of anyman.
My mom is 75 years old and she still has a clear recollection.
The recollections are not those of a kid.
You will not find anyone anywhere in my family as having mentioned the circumstances involving TLC and my dad.
You all out offended me with calling my recollections those of a kids perspective.
I have not been offended in years over anything.
This time I am very hurt..............
All I know is.... I sat as a 13 year old young man, not at the end of a little league bench as my dad sat in the bleachers watching me hit a pigskin ball.
I sat and watched a 43 year old man in his human frailty seek the mercy of God.
You tell me if that was a child sitting there!