You could be walking along, trip on a rough patch of road and go down. Might be a bruise or might be a broken bone that doesn’t heal and sets off a series of problems. You just never know what might change your life radically.
If I had known my dad, I do believe from what my half sister and cousin told me of him, my life would have been
a whole lot different. I didn't meet them until I was 70 and he died young from a fall off a scaffold.
