bobby, and in those early years she was always, always there. her father on the other hand was absent mostly. long stretches away punctuated by glorious reunions where she'd be bundled up like a china doll and bustled to the harbor where she would go see him. >> it was an exciting moment and she would get us all dressed up and it was the anticipation of going to the shipyard and having a lot of attention i think as a child. >> the memories of how he survived it all, of course, all the trouble. >> holding my mom's hand, having fun with my mom. being in a moment of joy. i don't have bad memories. >> oh, yes, those, the bad memories like the day everything good went away. it was 1973 though she and her happy little childhood had no idea what it was. she knows she was not yet 5, it was awesome and someone came to