Father Part 1

It's been over twenty years since our father passed away. And we can feel time's puzzling elasticity. To put a finger on a man's short life comes none too easy. 

 

We start at the beginning, as we always do. Back to Bastrop and it's pulpy monotony. But back maybe even further to mysterious leavings in Mississippi. 

 

To a man that grew up only wanting to tell jokes and draw. A life-long passion that slipped sometimes into volatile ways and addictions. This is the man we knew as our father.