My dad moved to Mexico after my parents split. He took me on a trip when I was 12 years old that changed our relationship and ...

I was hysterical. The thought of losing the love of my life and father of my children was too much to bear. After his ...

By Marjorie Ritchie In the spring of 1994, my older brother, Shep, returned to our childhood home to live out his last days. My father and mother insisted that they be his primary caregivers who would ...