I don't have that many happy memories of my Dad. He basically was distant and thought of himself as the King of the Household so most of them are negative. I do remember enjoying watching the horror movies of the 1930s with him. We liked Dracula, The Wolfman, The Mummy, Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein. I don't really associate with my Dad much and haven't since even a year or 2 before my parent's divorce in 1992. I can't help having this feeling that God is displeased with me because of this.