Your father, one David Walker, was a proud, capable man... but he didn't have always much patience...

"No... hold it higher up... Oh for God's sake!"

He was a loving father, like his father had been to him, but in what your mother had thought would be a bonding experience of him showing you the ropes of his job, he was becoming... increasingly more tense as he watched you.

"Hell, so much for natural talent, Kid. Give it here, it's like this."