My grandpappy. Both my parents were alcoholics and we moved around alot. My parents were also stupid, they didn't really know how to teach me and my brother what we needed to know. In between custody fights, I'd stay with my grandparents in Kansas. My grandfather would always help me and teach me the 'grown up' things I needed to know. By time I was 12, I was raising my brother, knew how to cook and do laundry, knew how to manage money, and was paying bills...all from things that my grandfather taught me. If it wasn't for him, I'd be some dumb homeless fuck somewhere blaming the white man for all my problems. Instead, I live my life according to the values and lessons my grandfather taught me and have enjoyed a great deal of success b/c of it. Going to go see my grandparents in a couple of days...can't wait!