I was only eight years old when my parents split up, but thankfully, Vin Scully and the Dodgers were there to help mend my broken heart.
I didn’t know my dad very well when he and my mom separated. I was the youngest of four kids, and my dad was busy with work and my older siblings. The kids stayed with my mom in northern California when they split up, while my dad returned to his Los Angeles roots. I still remember the day when he pulled the U-Haul truck out of the driveway. Would I ever get to know my dad?