bit." when the weather was bad he would drive me to school. he would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. it was so embarrassing for me. here i was twelve years old, and my dad would lean over and kiss me good-bye!"
he paused and then went on," i remember the day i thought i was too old for a good-bye kiss. when we got the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile. he 