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About MeI was born. I grew up. I have kids. I will die someday. The brevity in this Biography is not due to bitterness, it is due to coyness.
I explain this because someone sent me a poem about having a bad father on the first day of my membership here. I don't know what he was implying, if anything. Regardless, I love being a father. Comments
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