At the airport parking lot, I found my son sleeping in his car with his twins. I asked, “Where is the $150K I invested in your startup? – Story
The March wind cut through the long-term parking lot at Toronto Pearson Airport—quiet, sharp, unforgiving. I’d just landed after an overnight flight, tired but alert in that strange way exhaustion sharpens the mind. I hadn’t told my son I was coming. Michael was turning thirty-six, and I wanted the surprise to be simple. Then I…