Almost the entire time I was growing up it seemed like someone was living with us? My parents would have friends that were going through difficult times and those people always seemed to end up living in our guest bedroom or couch. Wives would throw them out or they would lose their jobs or go through some sort of rough patch in life and they would find themselves sitting at our dinner table. They were all good people and my parents would never expose us to anyone that they didn’t trust. You have to understand that my dad is a very intimidating man and feared by many, but deep down inside, had a soft spot for people who just needed […]