Ocupation: Writer
Life: March 11, 1952 - May 11, 2001
Birthday: March 11
Death: May 11
I begged her, 'Please don't leave me stranded in the middle of some primitive zarking forest with no medical help and a head injury. I could be in serious trouble and so could she.'" "What did she say?" "She hit me on the head with the rock again," Ford responded curtly. "I think i can confirm that was my daughter." "Sweet kid." "You have to get to know her," said Arthur. "She eases up, does she?" "No, but you get a better sense of when to duck.
topic: Daughter, Sweet, Kids, Medical Help, Stranded, Don't Leave Me, Head Injuries