Matthew Ridge

Where's Boston?

And I knew I had to see Boston because otherwise I knew the story would get twisted, you know, and it would be, you know, Dad's an asshole.

He came down here.

He was swearing and yelling, abusing everybody.

Well, no, I wasn't.

You know, I was just calm and da-da-da.

And so I walked back past him again.

Sally don't know me anymore.

I walked past him and I looked up and Boston was sitting on the mezzanine, standing on the mezzanine.

So he'd seen everything.

I was like, oh, thank God.

So I walked upstairs, I put my arm around him, and I said, hey, buddy, look, I'm really sorry you had to see all that, but I'm going to go now.

What do you want to do?

He said, oh, can I come with you, Dad?

I said, yeah, cool, let's go.

And from that day on, he was in my pocket.

And it was the right age for him because he was 12, 13, right?

And when a boy's, like, I'll say this, like a woman is super important to raising children, like without a doubt, but a woman can't raise a man.

just like a man can't raise a girl.

You know, like a boy's got to have his dad.