Patrick’s Yearly “I Hate Father’s Day” Article
Memories of my father return when I think about my childhood. It’s like when you drudge a lakebed, lots of shit can float to the surface during the process. However, in my situation, all the shit is mine. I threw it in the lake and I love keeping it there. However, every ye…
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