CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

I’ve been thinking a lot about my childhood lately. I guess that’s what happens when you open Pandora's Box. With Father’s Day approaching, those thoughts have turned to the Father figures I had in my life as a child.

THE SEARCH FOR DAD

Writer’s note: On May 13,2011 I decided to search for my Dad. Below is the series of blog posts as the search carried on. I am nowhere near done -- and I hope to provide new updates as new information comes it. Thank-you to Stephen Rodrick, Contributing Writer for New Times Magazine & Contributing Editor for Mens Journal, for the suggestion to blend these posts together.

Family photo - taken in 1977

I was five years old the last time I saw my Dad. That's an amazing sentence to write. The reality is that I haven't seen or heard from my Dad in 31 years. I don't have many clear memories of him but I do remember the last time I saw him. He picked me up to go to a theme park for my birthday. We were late and the theme park was closed so we went to McDonald's. All I have left now is speculation. I'm told I look like him and that I have a few similar traits. I guess I can't argue, having no frame of reference.