The Most Important Thing My Dad Taught Me…

  That’s my dad. And me. He’s the bald one. I’m the young one. Now I’m the bald one. And not the young one. And my dad’s the gone one. 17 years. Today. So that’s why I’m writing. Because even after 17 years of being gone, every dad deserves a nod. My dad would have liked what’s going on in…

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