I used to be a very happy go lucky guy. But, dad got sick, I gave up a million dollar deal in California, and moved home to spend time with my father, during his last few years of life! I moved back to a California for a few years, after his passing and then moved back to Rochester, when my mom got sick. She was doing ok and I decided to open up a restaurant with my family. During my fourth year of ownership, I took in my uncle in after my aunts passing. Then I took in my mom, who could no longer live on her own. We sold the restaurant because it was too much for me to do both! Well, 15 years later, they are now both gone and I’m starting over! It’s now time to find myself and try to figure out what lies ahead! I got nothing, but time! I just hope the pain goes away!