I have always wondered what could keep most different people like we are, with opposite temperaments, together, the more so, our lifestyles may seemmost bizzare to an onlooker. We may quarrel, shout at each other not infrequently, dine at irregular hours, take offences — I remember hating my father during the whole five minutes in my childhood because he prohibited me to use his best tie as a rope to climb a tree in the yard. But with all this we miss each other terribly when we are apart, and I guess we are the best family in the world because we love each other.
My father considers that his is the main responsibility in the family for our wealth, for my education,
