Small repayments of Dad's giant love
He worked so hard. So very hard. Drove a beat-up 1969 Valiant to work every day. Big hole in the floorboard. Glove compartment that popped open every time we hit a bump. Drove a 1969 Valiant so that my brother and I could go to a private high school Dad couldn't really afford.
Then his company moved to Chicago. You know what he did? Flew out of Miami first thing Monday mornings. Flew back last thing Friday nights. We were a family on weekends. Dad hates the cold. Man, ...
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