Again,” my father said, arms crossed, as he stood in front of a 2012 Toyota Camry. I was 17, sitting in the driver’s seat, ...

The son pushed. The father pushed back. But they never stopped talking or loving each other. They last hugged three days before Zac died. Ed’s last words to Zac? Never give up on yourself.

I never felt like I belonged and would sometimes question biological attachment. Many people don’t know my name since I was constantly addressed by my father’s name. They said, ‘you’re his ...