It's fun to draw people in the style of "My Neighbors the Yamadas." Last week, my dad announced as we were both sitting in the car, "I'm going to hug you now." We never hug. Like, ever. So I got out of the car and engaged in an awkward embrace 20 years in the making. I'm pretty sure he cracked my spine.
We've never been very affectionate. When I was young I would ask him, "daddy, do you love me?" to which he would slowly remove his glasses, massage his eyes, and hiss an almost inaudible, "goddamit."