Starkerton
Well, he told me, Anthony. He told me that he was proud of you. That he was afraid for you, because -- and you know this -- when a man attempts to see the future, it's never quite right enough, or bright enough, because it's fogged up by his own self doubt and damnation.
What your father was afraid of most of all, really, was that you'd end up to be like him, not that you'd be different. That you'd be your own man, like he wasn't, and that you'd live honestly and openly however you chose too -- like he couldn't, like he wouldn't. He tried, above all things, to make sure you never -- ever -- followed his example, because how can a liar raise a man who'll tell the truth?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything and I know hearing all or none of this from me won't change much now. But he wanted you to have the best -- the very best -- chance, Kip. And he knew that bloody well wasn't with him.