Aw, he’s just you know…entrenched,” Matt said. “Gotta adjust to the perspective and deal from there.” Then he added, “Not that I’d want him as my dad….” Mike practically sprayed his milk. “Dude! Can you imagine?” Then Matt gave my dad a slap on the back and said, “No way. I’m sticking with my main man here.” My mom grinned from across the kitchen and said, “Me too.” I’d never seen my father cry. And he didn’t exactly sit there bawling, but there were definitely tears welling up in his eyes.