Daughters: A Dad’s Secret Weapon

The words sat on my calendar for at least four months. “Dad’s Weekend.” And grammatically speaking, I believe it should have been written “Dads’ Weekend.” The mistake was intentional. My daughter’s annual sorority event had nothing to do with the other forty-some fathers. This was my weekend. We used to have “Daddy-Daughter Dances.” And for a few brief years we…

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