I think no matter how strict our fathers were, we love them and today we can see why they were the way they were, but being a teenage girl and wanting to spread our wings was not an easy thing to do. I think they were so strict because they were once a teenage boy.
I also learned to be quiet around my father, and never talk back. I had one time when a friend crocheted a bikini for me and she wanted me to try it on before putting the lining in it, as I walked down the stairs to show her, my Dad walked in the house, that was the maddest I ever saw him and it broke his friendship with this lady and her husband. He made me take it off and he burned it in front of her. There was no telling him that it was not finished.
Sounds like a lot of our fathers threw irrational fits now and then.
Yes mine did for sure