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BOTH DADS ARE DEAD. The father who raised me. The father-in-law who became my friend when I married his daughter. Father’s Day reminds me of this, which makes it like Memorial Day. A time to remember. Dad on the phone 800 miles away, talking me …
“WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO HELP YOU paint tomorrow?” I asked my daughter. Rebecca is grown and married. She and her husband got the keys to their first home last week. Half a dozen rooms needed painted. Three coats each. It takes a lot of paint to cover a …
MY TWO KIDS ARE GONE. My son is married and living a few miles west with his two ladies. It’s legal. One lady barks. My daughter is about to be married. We’ll dance the wedding waltz in October. She lives a few miles north. This house used to be …
I DON’T LIVE IN CALCUTTA. But there are helpless people within my reach. Some of them are kids. Martin Luther King, Jr. had a dream. When, in honor of Dr. King’s birthday, a Kansas City school asked its first-graders what their dream was, here …
