My Father’s Daughter

I wrote this for my Dad on Father’s Day six years ago:
Earlier today, a friend suggested I be sure to let my Dad know how much of an influence he’s had on me. My immediate reaction was one of, “Well, duh!” But then I realized this is not something I do nearly often enough.  My Dad’s not the sort of guy who’s particularly comfortable with the expression of emotions — especially not the mushy sort.  I, in turn, have gotten in the habit of not expressing them to him.  And it’s kind of a shame.  Because my Dad truly is one of the best men I know. 
He didn’t necessarily have what I’d refer to as an easy childhood, (though if I were to bring that up to him, he’d likely dismiss it.) Still, he did well in school, and followed up college with law school. This, in turn, was

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