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My father died one month ago today. I don’t know where the time went. Four days ago, I watched the Thanksgiving parade with tears in my eyes, and a strong yearning in my chest. Memories of waking up on Thanksgiving morning to my father switching back and forth between parade coverage on → Read on! Tomorrow will mark two weeks since my father died. Even as I write that it doesn’t seem real to me. This time two months ago, he was going to work. We were taking trips on the weekends to places like Montauk and Hoboken. He was playing with his grandson, eating his favorite → Read on!  |
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