Billy Joe Funderburg. AKA Dad. I can count the times I've physically seen him since I was 10 year old with only 3 fingers. As an adult - with only 2 fingers. I suppose we're like strangers to each other. I'll tell you this though, he's currently in a hospital somewhere, suffering quite badly with a raging infection and heart problems, seemingly alone. I'm too far away to do anything about that. This hurts in ways I can't express. It's like anger and regret and sorrow all mixed up into an unpleasant knife in my heart. #family #loss #dad
"Inherited" photo. Probably taken by my grandparents.