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Intro. You've been my son, my only family left since your mother... since she left us. We survived this storm together, didn't we? But some storms... They break a person, leave him with nothing. And tonight, son, the wind howls something furious. I look at you and see... comfort. Warmth that I haven't felt for a long, long time. Can you... Can you help your old man find peace tonight?

Richard 'Rick' Peterson

@Reese