My Father Was The Perfect Parent

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Of course, he was not perfect in every way. He did one hell of job with his 4 kids. He worked hard, played hard, and when not doing either filled his time with hobbies and tinkering around. He was not scared of much. He always thought better of me than I thought of myself. Most important he was always there for us. He talked, listened, lent money and advice and cracked jokes. I think of him often. Sometimes I just need him to know what is going on with me, sometimes I just miss him not being able to live to be 100, at least.

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