As a matter of fact, Father’s Day is an annual reminder of the distant and dysfunctional connection I had with my own dad.
As a young kid, I thought it was fantastic, and had visions of Stabler, Staubach, Bradshaw, Manning (Archie) and Tarkenton. In reality, it was a horrible idea to allow a 13 year old to go unsupervised. The score reflected it.
I have no agenda, or master plan—I just enjoy people.