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I have one of the Few Good Men...
My Daddy My Daddy

I have one of the Few Good Men...

Once upon a time, my daddy tried to marry me off to my brother's recruiter. On the day my brother's recruiter was coming to the house to meet my parents I happened to be home as well. We all answered the door. I had an attitude about my brother becoming a stereotyped knucklehead Marine...

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My Daddy My Daddy

The simple life...

As I wrote this post, I heard Stevie Wonder singing and playing the keyboards; the base rocking the house from daddy’s huge speakers. I smelled sandalwood incense burning. I heard my mom talking on the telephone, envisioning the coiled cord stretched across the kitchen. I heard kids playing outside. I smelled baking bread, and spaghetti sauce simmering...

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