Image me at the age of 20 years old and receiving a phone out of my sleep with a voice from an older gentleman asking for my father's name. In a sleepy voice I told the man he's not here and he then asked for his spouse and  my mother was not home. With a calm straight forward voice he told me my father had been killed in a car accident the day before. Picture me jumping to my feet with my hand that is holding the phone shacking uncontrollably. He told me to have my mother to call him to identify him. Hanging the phone up bursting into tears my first thought was you left me.