My relationship with my dad has improved as I got older. It's quite good now. I love him (and my mom) very much

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He had a rough but adventurous life and for all his faults (drugs and alcohol), he tried his best to be a good father. I didn't have the best childhood because of his addictions and bad coping mechanisms, but it certainly could have been worse and I forgave him.
In the early 70s he joined the gendarmerie. He liked his job but it wasn't easy on him. Sometimes he saw some crazy shit. But back then psychological help wasn't really a thing so he and his colleagues turned to alcohol. He also had trouble sleeping, so the doctors prescribed him strong sleeping pills. He's still addicted to them til this day. I love hearing his batshit crazy stories. Recently, he and his old friend from work told me that during some of their night shifts they would sneak to the graveyard and steal intact skulls from uncovered old graves that were being digged out to create new spaces for new coffins. They cleaned them with bleach and sold them for profit.
As a side hustle he was also a certified diamond grader and a jewelry trader. He used to have lots of connections to the Antwerp underground (Georgian Jewish mafia and Moroccan mafia). He also learnt Yiddish from scratch just to earn the respect of the orthodox Jews that were dominating the jeweley business. He has a good eye for business, but also made some mistakes. But he told me that those mistakes made him better at business because he'd learn from them.
He lost his job as a gendarme because during a police raid in the Jewish quarter he was caught with a valuable ring that was reported stolen. He was put on 'early pension' at the age of 55. Afterwards he fully committed to his cheeky jewelry and diamond endeavours. He stopped at around 2010 because it has become a dying business.
I'm kinda proud that I inherited some of his cheekiness and business side. I love hanging out with my dad! He's teaching me all about gold, silver, diamonds, precious gemstones, etc. He's so intelligent, a walking encyclopedia.
A few months ago, like a true boomer, he sent me a racist image joke. I wanted to show it to my friend on messenger. As I copied and sent the image to him I get banned from facebook for 3 days because the AI system detected racist imagery -.- THANKS DAD LOL
Although my relationship with him is much better, he himself isn't doing great. He's very depressed and wants to commit euthanasia. His addictions just add more fuel to the fire. I try to get him out of the house as much as I can. I try to go to the gym with him as much as I can. If he truly wants to die, I won't be able to stop him. But at least I can hope for the best and try to continue making good memories together with him
Sorry for the long post! It was kinda fun talking about him. I have more outrageous stories if anyone wants to read them.