He had the same crew cut and mustache since theearly 70's. Go figure.What made this day interesting was one simple photo in the album. It wasa picture...of a young, teenage girl sitting on the end of the bed, andall dressed up for the prom. As the family looked at the photo andstarted complimenting how fair and lovely my sister looked, a suddenthought entered my mind."That isn't her... it's me!"I remember the day the family went out on a camping trip for theweekend, and I stayed behind. Although. For the first time in my spoiled rotten sheltered inconsequential little life, I knew what it was like to be scared. Really, really afraid. It passed through my mind, along with the fear, that my father was strict. Very strict. Why did I think of that, during this attack, and then I thought, now, how I loved him for it? That feeling struck me deeply and I told myself at my first opportunity, if I had one, I would hug him around his neck, whiskers and all, and apologize to him and make sure he. Rat ke barah baj chuke the. Mai padhai band ki aur batti bujhane hi wala tha ki maa ki surilee awaj mere kano me pari, “bete inha aaoo na.” Mai unki taraf barha, ab unhone apni chunchee ko phirse duppatte se dhank liya tha. Maine pucha, “kya hai maa?’ Unhone kaha, “bete jara mere pas hi let gaoo na, thori der bat karenge phir tum apne bister par ja kar so jana.”Pahale to mai hichkichaya lrkin phir man gaya. Maa boli,”Sharmao mat. aaoo na.”Mujhe apne kan par yakeen nahee ho raha tha. Mai ne. After the tax man bit me in the ass I found that I would receive twenty one million dollars spread out over twenty years. Yep, I could live on $1,005,000.000 dollars a year tax free, no problem!I was bleeding money through the hole in my credit card. My first action was to get Citibank's clutching fingers out of my wallet. Next I cleaned out my poor fourteen-year-old Jeep Wrangler. Its soft top was in such poor condition that the zippers were splitting from age and shrinkage. I traded it in on.