My dad used me as an excuse to rebuild the unfinished basement and build out the Lionel train set he'd always wanted.

Shortly thereafter he decided he could no longer tolerate his wife and moved in with his mistress full time. He built out a room just for me, but I knew Mom would off herself if I abandoned her. Plus I was smoking by then and Dad hit me whenever I smelled like smoke.

It was a nice train table until a pipe burst and flooded the basement. Don't buy particle board furniture. It becomes pulp as soon as it gets slightly damp .