My name is Anthony S. Casson, and I am the author’s son. When this blog was started in April 2010 I was responsible for taking my dad’s letters and publishing the words here. Since then others have taken on that role, and I’m incredibly thankful for them.
I’ll just come right out and say it. My dad and I have one DAMN FUNNY relationship! I love him beyond what words I have available to describe. He is the man who raised me and the man that has taught me everything I need to know about being a good, honest, and loving societal contributor. There are no lies coming out of this young man’s mouth, you bet your ass.
I was first met with the idea of blogging for my dad when my aunt Kathy emailed me about starting one for him. Originally, she was going to start the blog and enter the information my father relayed to her via mail—I mean REAL mail. Without hesitation I said, “Can I do the blog?” And with much excitement, she agreed.
Being completely honest, after I got the green light to jump-start The Oakdale Chronicles, I felt a feeling brewing within my still-growing, 22-year-old heart. Was I really going to be entering in the no-holds-barred information flowing from my father’s inkwell deep in Louisiana federal prison? Was I really going to be putting my hopeful-journalist name on the line, which only differs in middle-initial, to pass on the word of a criminal?
Hell yes I was!
Here’s something rather entertaining. Before my dad turned himself in on his surrender date, we briefly spoke of the notion of him taking on a pen name, because we do share the same first and last name. I thought it was a dumb idea, which is why I’m keeping him honest. Seriously, though, how could a man worry about compromising the name of his son, who is aiming for a career in sports journalism, if he didn’t have a big freakin’ heart? It’s logic, people. One and one makes two, folks.
Before I wrap this up, you REALLY need to understand something…
Despite my father’s terrible acts for which he was convicted and sentenced, I love him no less than is humanly possible to love someone. There is nobody other than Tony Casson who I would take and keep as my father.
I love him…
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