I was desperate to leave Hamburg. The club was awesome, don't get me wrong, but I had a personal issue with one of the board members. He was desperate to get me out. The first club came calling, and it was Man City.
In spite of overwhelming grief and terror, I left Westboro in 2012.
My mother's death was very painful as it occurred over a period of a week. Watching her die was the hardest thing my dad ever went through.
Heartbreak comes in different sizes, and the departure of an 18-year-old child for a far college has to be treated as a very benign form of the disease.
My most vivid memory of my father centers on the day he left. It was warm, and my mother was especially short with Rhonda and me that afternoon, which I attributed to the heat. I was oblivious to the mounting hostilities in our basement apartment.
As an only child to be there when your parents say goodbye, that's tough.
San Francisco has only one drawback—‘tis hard to leave.
But it was hard to leave because the show's been so important in our lives.
