dad and his milk truck

Want to connect? Talk to my dad

Whenever I think about the best way to explain something, I just think of what I’d say to my dad. Growing up, my father worked two jobs, seven days a week. We lived in Los Angeles and he’d deliver milk in the morning and newspapers in the afternoon. He was up at 3am for the milk route. Home around noon for a brief nap, and then out the door by… Read More »Want to connect? Talk to my dad