… some kind of adventure,” a time worn man spoke roughly as he pulled himself up to the bar next to a younger man that looked very much like him without all of the graying and wrinkles. The young man, his eyes fiercely defiant, turns to the older man and proclaims, “That's right, pop. And nothing you can say or do is gonna stop me!” He turns and stares directly ahead, “I… I gotta do it. I gotta see what's out there. I gotta make a name for myself.”…