Yada blah. I had thought that Rosemary Clooney had passed on some years ago. She looks like the actress Sondra Locke (??) in the Clint Eastwood movies.
Let's say that me and my family are doomed to insanity and death. I could sacrifice my own son before he is raised up normally, educated, and then is old enough for the death sentence, because I know he will be tortured and killed. Why don't I do that? I don't want to kill my son, nor do I want to do something I consider a sin, even if people like Clooney get it for my sins. The analogy with my father tells me that he's in my home for the wrong reasons, either to help me [assume my responsibilites] or to hurt me on behalf of others [I'm his own]. I hope that explains things. He could be here because he wants to be with his son -- that's fine. I would have said no, so he didn't ask. That's even worse.
