Saw him around 1971. We all waited for the F-cheer. Saying that word back then was serious rebellion when a teenager.
I remember he had a female drummer,clear drum set.
Absolutely.
I never, ever would have considered ever saying that word, or any cuss word in front of my father. He was very controlled in that kind of thing. He would say words like Hell and Ass, but I nothing else, not even Shit. And he especially never said the "F" word.
It is a family joke, that when he was angry, the most common insult that he used was to call you a "Dumb bunny". We giggle about it today, and wonder "What the hell is a "dumb bunny", and how did THAT ever enter my dad's lexicon?
But when he was angry and advancing slowly on you, the tone of his voice was extremely threatening, and when coupled with the look on his face, when he said jump, we jumped.
I didn't hear my dad utter the "F" word until just a few years before he died. Boy, I sure do miss him.