Writing and the Figures of Life
So my old friends can decide what is good for me and such as I am I will not listen. I am a big man and women are my friends. Most men can’t say this, but I can. I have always had a loving and caring man inside–now outside, because I have been just like my dad: uncontroling with my wife when she would let me. I have loved and cared for our daughter, a brilliant women BA, MFA ,Ph.D. candidat, and if she makes anything. She is who today I told today that we love her unconditionally without reserve, bad or good every day or night; huh, yes, through it was a phone call, how could I a different man; How could I be different with daughter than mom? I could not because l love her, and she is beautiful worth more than 29-year-old hair, more than a woman…
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