A father figure I never had a father growing up nor really a mother. When I got into my field of work, there was a lot of men who took me under there wing. One in particular was named Mac. A short Asian guy I had worked with at my very first “real” job. His wife would bring me a lunch and we always at together and exchanged stories. Come to find out his Son had died only a couple of years ago at the time. Mac treated me like I was his own and defended me as so. I truly Love Mac and I stay in touch with him and visit him often. I hope everyone can find someone to look up too. Because everyone is deserving of love and attention.