My name is Eric Lo, I am from Powell Ohio and I enjoy Art. I was born in Hawaii, I am 18 years old and I graduated from Olentangy Liberty HS. I have three sisters and I still live at home with my parents. I am attending OSUm in hopes of moving to main campus and majoring in Graphic Design. I listen to all different varies of music, and reading is not a strength of mine because it's boring to me, however I do enjoy writing.
"Father swigged one of them right there at the counter, stuffed the other in his pocket, and then out he came, a bulge in his coat, a flustered look on his reddened face." I think that the author is surfacing his fears because it is something that is always on his mind. Writing about what makes us uncomfortable actually makes it more bearable to deal with. The vivid detail and unwillingness to hold back anything from the reader is what I got to enjoy the most from this author. He tell the story like it is and doesn't beat around the bush. Straight to the hard, cold facts of living with an alcoholic. He speaks of not only his inner thoughts, but also the destructive life that his father lived. Not holding anything back, and laying everything out on the table for the reader was the main thing that kept me reading. "...When drunk, our father was clearly in his wrong mind. He became a stranger, as fearful to us as any graveyard lunatic, not quite frothing at the mouth but fierce enough, quick-tempered, explosive; or else he grew maudlin and weepy, which frightened us nearly as much...Maybe, like the lunatic, he was possessed by demons." This is his own father that he is describing. I know I love my mother as much as I can love another person, and it would take more then the passing of my father, in 2004, to separate the two of us. The things that, as children, they saw must have made such a big impact on them at their early age that it actually started to degrade their thoughts on their own father.