Fifteen Years After My Father Threw Me Out A Clerk Entered My Social Security Number And Froze

only sense that matters.

I did not get here the way I would have chosen to get here.

But I got here.

And I am still asking the questions, because the questions have not finished arriving at their answers, and because somewhere in the process of asking them I discovered that I am the kind of person who does not stop. Who keeps pulling on the thread even continue reading …