He was in the army. He wasn't home very much.
Two weeks before he died...
he told me that in the Korean War...
it felt like he'd lost his soul.
All this time l thought it was me.
l moved seven times in the last year.
l've, uh, had several iobs.
Nothing seemed to fit.
l don't seem to fit.
And when your father died, how did that make you feel ?
l don't know. l was nine.
lt was like there was this distinction, suddenly...
between you and the rest of the world.
l looked around me.
Life went on just like it did before.
But it wasn't like it was before.
My uncle helped. He would visit.
He at least listened.
And l thought...
if l could light my own farts l could fly to the moon, or at least Uranus.
But if l couldn't do that at least l could use my penis as a pogo stick...
and that might be a way of getting around.
l'm sorry ?
Yes, that's good. Mm-hmm.
Well, l think you're making fine progress, Hunter. We'll talk later in group.
Thank you.