we never do see all we could when the people love are alive we do not stop long enough to appreciate we are alive and living.
your dad seemed to be a great man in his own way we all are. it just may take us time to see it.
You can also reply to Burt. He would love to hear from you.
I am sorry for your loss. Your family was not the only one, where emotions were not shared. As long as you knew inside that both you loved him and he loved you, do not mourn any more for that. That generation was stoic, not emotional, and you are your father's son, after all. God bless.
I had many problems with my Dad, while my Mother was my stoic soul mate. Hindsight memories have made me exceptionally grateful for being born to the two who I was born to. The silver linings from their strengths and weaknesses, and the extended family's silver linings, have provided me with the knowledge that those same problems gave me later strength———MUCH later, that finally, as someone over 60 and teaching, that I can use to help my students, especially those with similar traits as I have.
Believe confidently, that this was God's plan, and it included His plans to bless you and grow you through the journey you have walked, with your Dad, Mom and others, to make you someone, who through grief, can console someone else. Who through joy, can share joy with and for someone else. Through trials, to learn patience, persistence, and hope. Just look at how shallow the left is, how cold, how murderous, how duplicitous, and contrast that with who your Dad was, and you are, and the rest of your family, because I bet they are just as good as you are. God says we are beautiful, perfect, righteous, and holy.
It cannot get any better than that.