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Double Trouble
Join Date: Nov 2002
Location: North of Pittsburgh
Posts: 11,706
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My Dad was dying and I held his hand, whispered in his ear that I loved him, and that we was the best Dad a guy could ever ask for. He squeezed my hand and smiled with his eyes closed. He died an hour later. It was the last time I saw him smile. I miss him every day still.
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