How does a man prepare to meet his dead father-in-law for the first time? On the morning of December 2nd, 1996, my father intends to do his best. He tucks the bottom of his yellow polo shirt into the waistband of his khakis. He combs his hair and adjusts the wristwatch. Leaning toward a mirror above the small wash basin, he will notice that his face appears nervous. He adjusts that, too.