sorry to hear X...altho i grew up with a father he was strict as hell and we never had a relationship.i moved out at 18 and never looked back except for the one time i had to move back home at 24 to save for a house.but now,as the years go on everytime i see my parents and say goodbye to my father his hugs get tighter and he pounds me on the back as if i acheived something.he's seen me at my best as a cop and my worst of the worst as a street junkie.guess he figures he's getting older as am i and we never know when that number's gonna be called...