I went to Dr.Crutcher’s house for the third dinner tonight. From 6:00 pm until 8:30, I felt the importance again. The usual routine happened with the driving in the new Swedish Steal to the house, this time it was the catered buffet, and then we had group sharing. I forgot the assignment, and thus did not have my pictures and story of my life. I will be ready next time. The three mentees tonight brought to the table a real sense of family responsibility and shaky upbringing. The next time will bring up a deep group of emotions about how to describe my history. Is there ever a way to truly hide from your past?