Today my father would have been 97 years old. He has been gone almost 25 years now, but I seem to speak with him more often these days than I ever did when he was alive. He was a wonderful man and, I now recognize, a marvelously supportive parent; an attribute that I was too dumb to notice far too often when I was younger.
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