Great my mom just died (again thanks to this thread) and my dad still will not let me come home after kicking me out and all the shite I been through and going through is hard on a 18 year old. I just get the call from my brother and wants me to move in with him in Portland. Call my father tell him what I am about to do and asks for me to meet up as his car lot he is opening. I meet up he gets all emotional and for the first time ever I see my father cry as he walks away from me I drive away. Yea I moved to portland to be with my brother and got a job selling cars and now my brother wants to move to LA CA. WTF I just got here. I am not moving again fvck him. Sweet I got me a mountian girl now for a girlfrind that lives in Washugal (SP) WA that litterally lives on the top of a mountain. She is sweet, has a beautiful daughter, and my dad calls and we work out our differances. Working in down town Portland making bank selling cars. Selling more cars then their established sales force. All there is pissed at me but my manager and me of course because I am rolling in the green. Father wants me to move back and take over his used car lot he started. Damnit I bail out of GF and move back home to IL pissing off not only her but my boss as well didnt want to see me go and offered me an ast managers position. Family blood is thicker then water so I come back to learn and take over and my father comes down with cancer. At this point it is the end of 1992. Will have to wait for the 1993 thread for the rest of the story.
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