My Father
It just dawned on me on an emotional level – my dad, before he slid into his final decline, asked if Greg, my partner, was coming to visit. My Dad accepted Greg as part of the family and wanted to see him before he passed away. Yes. I am crying. I love you dad.
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By Johnny, December 15, 2006 @ 6:58 am
Your father sounds like he was an incredible man.
By Citizen Deux, December 23, 2006 @ 6:37 am
Sonic, I understand the impact ones father has on a life. God bless him. I am so grateful for the influence and love of my father.