Sun, 4 January 2009 "According to everyone that knew him, my father enjoyed cards and gambling to a degree that most folks found unsavory. This obsession began in boyhood, and it continued until his untimely death. Uncle Bose told me that any occasion where he couldn’t play cards, such as Sunday church or at the dinner table, he’d get a far away look in his eyes, and you’d know he was imagining a card game. I tell you this to explain how my father ended up losing my inheritance to a ghost..." Comments[0] |
