Lord Moh

The Lord Moh era was one of the darkest times in the history of the Moh family. We had on our hands a grown man trapped in a teenager’s body. An old soul if you may. He was ready to have intellectual arguments all day long. He questioned everything! He would create a topic for argument, pick a side and physically force you to participate. Terrifying

At some point, I started to think he was trying to set me up. One time we were playing together in the living room. As football fanatics, everything with a round shape represented a football. Before long, we were playing with an orange in the living room. His “goal post” was between the TV stand and the floor. I took aim and hit the orange with all the force I could muster. Instead of going ground level, the orange took flight and headed straight…