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Sharron Bassano's avatar

Man! I remember those days of waiting out in the car outside of a bar with my brother for what seemed like hours ( but no doubt were just minutes) while my parents drank. A different era, to be sure! Your love for your father - and your need to be loved back are evident in this story, Sharon. Daughters and fathers can be difficult relationships.

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Richbee's avatar

One two four many beers. Been there twice and then some. Lucky for me my daughter was tall, and wanted me to let her drive early in the day. Didn’t have her license almost hit a tree, but she drove me home after some Grizzly beers . Love daughter for being there in the Sierras for vacation days (daze).

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