Father -
A masculine, happy man is my Dad.
I hardly remember him in the first few years of my life. His appearance wasn't sudden. He sort of melted into the picture.
Note:
Considering what's become of my father, this is a bittersweet entry. I wish I'd written more at the time. I think I did write something somewhere, about my relationship with my dad. It will be interesting to read it if I find it.
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