Early on a summer morning many years ago I was ejected from a less than reputable motel with no money or transportation. This was not the first or last time I’d find myself broke and stranded at a sleazy location but it is the only time I was in that situation wearing a tuxedo and with a date. I started heading for a pay phone with some idea of making collect calls until someone agreed to come get me when I found my salvation right in front of me; heading towards a familiar car in the parking lot…was my dad. He dropped my date at her house and then drove me home. He didn’t ask me any questions and I didn’t feel like I was in a position to demand answers. We never spoke of it again but I’m sure that my dad had just as good an explanation as I did.
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