

I loved it when my dad held my hand.
I’m nearly 30 now, and our political and religious views are (as an understatement) wildly different in most respects. But I still love my dad, and I would do damn near anything for him. Because he did damn near anything for me.








10 years old. When I saw The Rocketeer, when Jenny found Neville Sinclair’s secret radio room to talk to his Nazi handlers.