My father and I loved each other, but did not see each other much. He was working all the time. A single father back in those days was not easy. He tryed to get me to learn math. I just did not get it. He was a Wizz at it. I would just say, "JEZZE! I get it!" I had no clue what he was trying to teach me. Just wanted the leason over. Here, we did share a laugh about it.