My Father, the Creeper Who Tries to Have Sex With My Friends | Broadly
When my five siblings and I discovered our father’s old, clunky VHS recorder as young kids in the early 90s, we were overjoyed. The camera was massive, and I would constantly groan about weight making my 8-year-old neck and shoulders sore. Despite the heftiness of the thing, we loved using it. Together we’d film…