To the man who
taught me to love soccer :: built us a porch swing :: wasn't afraid to talk to me about God or sex or boys :: still loves to laugh :: was a favorite among my friends :: called me sweetheart :: forgave my failures and inconsistencies :: walked me down the aisle, tears streaming down his cheeks
I love you.
Happy birthday, Dad.
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