I remember my sweet daddy coming home from work every day and giving my mother a giant kiss when he walked in. He was a great role model for us. He was a Japanaese interpreter during the war. He was a leader in every organization he was involved in. He worked two jobs for us. My sweet daddy died in March at the age of 83 and we miss him very much. God bless fathers everywhere.
My Sweet Daddy
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