By Critter
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When I was 23 years old I was a hell-raiser. Maybe it even started when I was born, to this day I’m not sure when or why I was the way I was. Specifically at the age of 23 though things had reached a fevered pitch in terms of my behavior. I found myself in serious trouble with the law and at the major disappointment of my family. My relationship with my Dad was quite tumultuous due to my actions and some of his. Not to say that I didn’t love him and he isn’t special to me because he was. Resting in peace now though. Forever missed and loved. Truly.
At this particular point in time in my early twenties, I once again was in real trouble with the law. I came home weeks later in the aftermath of this situation and was greeted by my dad bearing an unexpected gift; a brand new MARTIN- Dx-1 acoustic/electric guitar. The look on his face was what I thought at the time to be true love and concern, and I still think that but the point is, why. Why did he do this for me? Maybe I had broken him and he was sad, maybe he thought this was the only way to cure my madness or maybe it was a combination of the two. I’m not sure but I know it was a great thing he did. I hope this short story, although a touch ambiguous and quick, brings love.
