My Dad Died a Hero in My Eyes – the Next Day, a Stranger Knocked and Said My Whole Life Was Built on a Lie!
Kevin was my Superman. He didn’t wear a cape or possess the ability to fly, but he performed a far more difficult feat: he showed up every single day of my life without fail. Growing up in a cramped, drafty apartment, our circumstances were modest, yet Dad had a way of making our four walls…