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PART 3   I stared at the hospital bracelet in the lunchbox until the letters of my own name blurred.

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me the right to try.

I am your father by blood.

I am learning to become something better by action.

I cannot claim the years I missed.

I cannot stand in old photographs I avoided.

I cannot teach little-you how to ride a bike or scare boys at the door or clap too loud at your graduation.

But I can show up now.

I can tell the truth now.

I can carry tables, fix continue reading …

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