I never thought my father and I had much in common despite my mother's ever-constant lament, "You're just like your daddy."
Back then I scoffed at the idea.
But then in 1993, my father died suddenly one week after his 62nd birthday and in the 15 years since, not a week has gone by that I don't somehow recall him, his words and his actions.
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