My Father Tossed a Blue Savings Passbook into the Mud at Cedar Ridge

He pointed a shaking finger at Arthur.

“She sat on that witness stand and told a judge I was unfit to touch a single penny of your mother’s payout,” Gregory said.

“She humiliated me in public.

She made me look like a common thief in front of the whole town.”

“You were a thief,” I said.

“I was your father,” Gregory said.

“I deserved a second chance to manage that money.

She took that away from me.”