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Reflecting on the father I had, and the one I became
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I don’t know exactly at what age my baby girl blurted out something that sounded like “Daddy,” but I’ve always loved the sound of it. Most of the time, it is now shortened to just “Dad,” but I like it just the same. Looking back on my nearly 22 years in that role, I know there are many things I would have done differently, but that ship sailed a long time ago.