I repaid his kindness by stealing from him. I wanted geeze money for me and AK, so I figured I’d sell dog food and pocket the twenty bucks. About fifteen years later, when I called him to confess that I had stolen, to apologize and pay him back, he said, “Oh Michael, I never would have expected that, you were such a nice boy, I’m so pleased that you contacted me.” We went on to have a good chat reminiscing, no anger from him or display of disappointment, just forgiveness and appreciation. He was an enlightened soul.
About Dr. Miller, for which Flea worked at an animal hospital.
