Telling His Story

Sometimes writing about my dad makes me feel like I am betraying him. He never wanted people to know his story, so why do I have the right to share it? He was astonishingly good at hiding his “inner demons” from others. Of course he was. Why would you want people to see your flaws? None of us want that, but we all have our flaws. His story is my story, and as much as he needed to hide it, I need to shout it out loud. His story intertwined with mine the day my parents brought me into this world. 

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D.U.I.

I had a friend whose house phone number was one digit off from my house phone. We were close friends and grew up in the same neighborhood; we had stayed in touch when I moved away. Well, one night I get a call from her, and she seem frantic. “Hey, so the cops called asking for your mom. I told them they had the wrong number and gave them yours.” As she says this the call waiting beeps come through, I quickly say thanks they are calling now and hang up and switch over. 

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