Some Direction Found

I invite you to spend one day with my father and I as we travel through the wilds of southern Pennsylvania and explore the countryside and ourselves. I ask you to consider a forty-seven-year old man as he struggles to correct, perhaps too late, the sins of a quickly passing life. I ask you to place yourself in the seat of a fully grown, but hardly mature, thirteen-year-old boy looking for answers to just about everything. His is the story of a boy willing to ask, but not always accept, his father's reasoning for walking out on his family and why it took nine years for his dad to try and return.
Be prepared to laugh, cry, and regale as you jump into what was a twelve-hour gab session in an awkward but productive attempt to ask and answer questions concerning the past years and the recent. The recent being the miracle of the boy's father stepping out of character and stepping into his son's life for one week as a parental volunteer at the boy's Boy Scout troop's yearly summer camp.
Learn how a simple wrong turn on the Pennsylvania turnpike could fulfill the father's dream of a lifetime and learn that a man needs his child as much as the child needs him.