😮 I removed the handcuffs from a prisoner and recognized the tattoo of my dead father. He died in Vietnam three months before I was born; I never knew him. 💔 And this 67-year-old man, accused of stealing medicine from a pharmacy, had the same military badge on his arm that my mother has had framed in the living room for forty-eight years.

understand:

“Because if I talk, your father will cease to be what you think he was.”

The judge wasn’t stupid. He saw something was going on that couldn’t be explained by an eighty-nine-dollar robbery. He called for a fifteen-minute recess and sent the old man and me to a small room next door, with another officer standing in the doorway.

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