When I was about 2 years old my parents divorced. At age 6 my mother remarried and we moved from California to Arkansas. I lost contact with my dad right after we moved. 24 years later I found him. He lives just 7 hours away. I went to visit for the first time 2 years ago. It was awkward. At first we really didn't know what to talk about since we really didn't know each other. That is until he lit the grill for some baby backs. We talked about grilling more than anything else for the longest time. Those grilling talks gave us a common ground so we could get to know each other. Two years later its like we were never separated!