I Think I Have Daddy Issues
…and it only took me 62 years to figure it out.
My father, Moish Weinstein, was my hero. He worked hard as a milkman and then a bus driver and when he came home, he wasn’t the babysitter who ‘helped’ my mother take care of my sister Jan and me as was the norm back in the 1950s and 60s when I was growing up. He was the Daddy who played all…