Until my mother in law died, she kept up with family.  Since then, he just doesn't even bother to call or keep in contact.  Ofcourse, when we go back that way to visit my parents, my husband will always stop by to visit him.  Most of the time he's just mean.  We did stop by on Mother's Day, however, and he wasn't too bad.  He guilted us into taking him out for lunch.  He just complained about everyone else to us, though.

He never remembers a birthday or holiday.  No acknowledgment whatsoever.  

My dad brags about me, too.  When we lived in the same town, people would congratulate me about this or that, because my dad had talked me up.  I guess he heard stuff from my brothers because he never talked to me.  Mostly treated me like something he was trying to get off the bottom of his shoe.

What a peculiar pattern.  I have a hunch regarding misogyny, which was further cemented when, while watching a movie in a theatre that involved a man being nervous about confessing to his wife that he had had an affair, my dad stood up and shouted, "Kill the bitch!" (meaning the wife).

Move away from the crazy man....