Gracious reader,
For USA Today this morning, I wrote about how, growing up, every evening before bedtime my father would tell my brothers and I stories of his childhood.
“Tell us a story about when you were little, dad!” my brothers and I would cry in unison.
And then he’d proceed with a tall tale of some injustice he righted, a bully that he conquered—or…
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