Chapter 13: Daddies Everywhere
Daddies were everywhere during my mid-morning walk in downtown Pittsburgh. They were all around me. Young and old men with children of various ages. The world seemed polluted with fathers and their children. Ubiquitously, I couldn’t look from left to right without seeing a father with his baby boy or girl. Daddies and their kiddies within one hundred feet or fifty feet, thirty feet, or twenty feet. They were everywhere. All around. And that caused me to believe that an invasion started happening all around. Daddies and children stealing the world right before my own eyes.
Battleship Ice Cream on Plact Street looked like a breeding ground for daddies and their kids. Blond-haired macho fathers purchased one-scoop ice cream cones for their adorable sons or dau
