Tough Childhood

Posted on February 22, 2011


I had a tough childhood, mostly because my dad wasn’t around much.
Oftentimes we wouldn’t see him until five or six o’clock in the evenings.
And all day on Saturdays.
Also, all day Sundays.
And he was a teacher at our school, so we ate lunch with him at school, and he had the summers off, so we saw him during the three months of summer vacation when he coached our baseball teams and taught us to swim and helped us build a tree house.
Otherwise, he wasn’t around very much.