“I fixed the problem with your car,” the mechanic told my dad. “You can pick it up now.” It was the mid-1990s. I was a junior in high school. My dad and I drove to the auto shop to pick up my new car. Well, it wasn’t new per se. It was used, very used, but it was new to me. Needless to say, I was very excited. And my dad was excited for me. I remember him being very... Read more