Okay so his adopted son moves in with him. I forgot to mention the adopted son had a daughter in tow. My father loves children by the way. Anyway I didn't hear much about or from my father during this time so I can only tell you what came next...........................Some months later I got a call from my step-mom in Tennessee. Yep....my step-mom. You know the one my dad had just divorced some months before with the help of my little brother Mike.................Imagine my surprise when she said, "Guess who is on my doorstep?"...........My answer of course was.."Who?"................."Your father!!!!", she said in a very matter of fact way.
Well now after I picked my jaw up off the floor and was able to mentally receive details she told me what happened. Apparently my adopted brother couldn't take care of dad either. So my adopted brother (adopted cause my dads name is on the birth certificate but is not his biological father), just left him on my step-moms doorstep with only the clothes on his back and 1 of my fathers guns. Everything else of my fathers he took. Yep my dads truck, and everything else. And on my step-moms doorstep of all places......Go figure. No don't go figure. You wont ever be able to figure it out........
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