Thank you. Don't feel bad for me, I wasn't very close to either of them. I was kind of a dissapointment to my dad. I figured out early that I would probably never be able to do anything well enough to suit him, so I gave up trying. It seemed that my older sisters could do no wrong though, so that didn't help. My dad was killed by a drunk driver when I was an 18 YO Marine in Viet Nam. My son's mother made seeing my son pretty much impossible. I usually had no idea where he was. He knew what was going on, so when he was grown and away from his mother he reached out to me and we were really getting to know one another. Then he died from a drug overdose. It is still unknown if it was accidental or intentional. You know what they say, life's a bitch and then you die!