Il think fondly of Dad, now. Which is odd, because I hated him when he was alive.
Dad was an angry, hard-swearing, tattooed man’s man. He’d been an Alaska bush pilot, but by the time I came along, he was a…
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Posted on 04 July 2008
Il think fondly of Dad, now. Which is odd, because I hated him when he was alive.
Dad was an angry, hard-swearing, tattooed man’s man. He’d been an Alaska bush pilot, but by the time I came along, he was a…
