Really, tell me a bit about him. I'm curious.
My dad isn't with us anymore, but he used to make sandals and yell at the radio because the music they played was so dumb. Too bad Mp3-players wasn't around back then. I think it would've been great for him to have one of those while he was working. He and his family left Czechoslovakia shortly after the Prague spring back in 1968. He was intelligent, disillusioned and slightly insane.