For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for June 01, 1999
May 31, 1999
June 02, 1999
Transcript:
Weed: My dad was a refugee. He built his business himself...made a fortune...and, to him, this house is sort of a monument. When we were kids, my sister and I couldn't imagine how people lived in tiny apartments. Now, we can't imagine living like this. Michael: But you must still call it home. Weed: Know what home is to me, Mike? My car and my backpack and my cameras. That's all I need to be "home." Michael: ...I'm sorry.
