there is so much i feel i have to do before that chunk of my past dies and rots away i want to ask him why he did it why he left my father alone at age ten to support his family like he failed to do i want to know how he could leave four children and a beautiful wife take their money and their memories break their hearts and trample on their hopes of having a father. sunday afternoons spent waiting for a call to explain why he didn't show up for the baseball game he promised he'd attend
