I still don’t know what possessed me to sneak out of my house in the middle of the night to meet my boyfriend* when I was 16 years old. I was met with a consequence, which solidified why dads are important. My dad was the original Terminator. He was a 30-year Korean and Vietnam War vet. He and my mom ran a tight ship. He believed in discipline, and he was not afraid to use it. So sneaking out in the... Read more