Remember that your father adored you ... both of you.

My father adored me when I was young.

My father, who was from southern Illinois, adored the water and never liked to live far from it.

The father adores Roosevelt, and puts in a word for his idol at every opportunity.

My father, Stanley Louie, who died in 1989, adored my mother.

Beloved husband, adored father, grandfather, father - in - law, uncle and friend.

It had hollow wooden doors and cheap aluminum-framed picture windows, but my father adored it anyway.

The father adored him, and spoke to him in Polish.

But he was a great old fellow, my mother and father adored him.

An alcoholic mother and a father she adored but who treated her mother appallingly.