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https://ducts.sundresspublications.com/content/essays/hoh/ The Webzine of Personal Stories Fri, 11 Dec 2015 15:02:53 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.7.5 https://ducts.sundresspublications.com/content/essays/hoh/comment-page-1/#comment-48270 Fri, 11 Dec 2015 15:02:53 +0000 http://www.ducts.org/content/?p=3769#comment-48270 Ricki, Your piece conjurs up memories for me of my dad. When he would come to visit me at my first apartment, when Barry and I got married, he would always stop at NATHAN’s nearby and bring hot dogs and fries. I was so insulted, since I had cooked, but all of us ended up eating the hot dogs and fries.
When my mom passed, I said to him, mom isn’t here to tell me how you think and feel, you need to communicate with me. He couldn’t. I think it was generational. But, without words I knew that he loved me and Melissa with all of his heart.

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