Sharing a memory

My father was very quiet about the good things he did. We didn’t know many of them until he died when people came forward with their stories. I’d heard his father was that way, too, and that the same thing happened at his funeral. Remembering that today, 36 years after his death.

A very happy day to all men who are fathers, mentors, uncles, friends to children.

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