About five years ago I decided it was time to visit with my father. Did some research and found out he had moved to Florida near where I grew up. In fact he was working at the Juvenile Detention Center where most of the guys ( and some of the girls) I grew up with spent a lot of their time. Not to mention about four miles from the trailer park I spent my childhood in.
After waiting a couple of months I called him. He sounded exactly the same. Took him a moment to understand who was calling him. By the end of the call we had set up a meeting.
I spent a lot of time preparing for this. Everything had to be perfect. I would say all the right th