My Dad Gave up His Engineering Dreams and Worked Construction After Mom Disappeared – after His Death, I Learned Where She Really Went

My dad left college and spent the next twenty-two years working construction after my mother went out to buy milk and never came home. When cancer took him, his final note began with, “Daddy’s Bug, I hope you can forgive me for what you’re about to find….”

My earliest memories of Dad were his steel-toe boots beside the door, a faded orange vest hanging over a chair, and hands so rough they caught on my pajamas when he tucked me into bed.