His name is Charles Kovacs AKA Chuck. He was an achohaulic. Prensent day he is still an alchohaulic, cocaine addict ,dead beat and i am embarassed to say he is my father. He stands 6"ft tall. Blue eyes like mine, same oval face shape. The resemblance between him and I is uncanny. My very first memory of my father? If i think back as far as my mind can take me, I must have been a Wee Girl of 2 or 3. Yet the events of that night still haunt me.I can see the expression on my mothers face, the fear in her eyes and the pain flowing with her tears. I was laying on the carpet in the living room, watching "The little mermaid". It was dark outside of our aparetment building on the first floor. Mom was on the phone, Dad was out again. It wouldnt be long before he arrived home, That was usually when all hell would break loose. Sure enough like every other day he came home more intoxicated than ever. My memories are all still crystal clear. He walked down the hall way into t...