 My dad looked at me for the longest time. His eyes started to tear up. I had never seen him cry. He turned and looked at the windshield. You're right, he said. You're a big boy. A man. I won't kiss you anymore. Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes as he spoke. It wasn't long after that when my dad went to sea and never came back. It was the day when most of his fleet stayed in but not dad. He had a big family to feed. They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out.