My parents married in 1942, while my father was going through Army Basic Training. I was born shortly before Dad was shipped off to serve in World War II, and he met me for the first time during a short leave. I’m told I cried night and day while he was home—not a good first impression!
When the war ended and Dad returned, my life changed dramatically. I didn’t know this man who moved in with us, and stayed. And soon, I...
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