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Month: May 2010

My hero wears tighty whities and TALKS VERY LOUDLY.

I have yet to write about my father, and I’ve been remiss in doing that. I love my dad, even when he embarrassed me as a kid at the mall with ohmuhgawd, friends to see it–and even when he wandered the house in his tighty-whities with his hair stuck up all over the place and groggily asking if anyone made coffee. I love him even when we video conference now and he leans over to TALK TO ME VERY LOUDLY. I STILL LOVE MY DAD.

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