Yeah my dad never bothered me with that, but boy oh boy my mom does.

That was the biggest part of their struggle. My dad was a wild animal and my mom should’ve married a preacher.

She’s married to a man who sees the world like she does now. He’s a good dude and he’s perfect for her. She spent 30 years trying to make it work with my dad.

I like my mom’s husband, but stories could be written about my dad (wasn’t my father, just raised me).

He lived a life that would make some award winning movies look like Sesame Street.