"You remember the man that was in the newspaper last year?"

"No"

"Yeah you do..And they didn't know how to contact his family members because everybody thought that he had none."

"No"

"He was your Dad. He died, and Im so, sooo sorry"

And he kept repeating this over and over again..

"Im so, sooo sorry. Im sorry"

He wasn't upset or sorry, but he wanted me to be sorry. He wanted me to be sad..But how could I be sorry or sad for someone that I didn't know.