He was tall, handsome in uniform and was sneaking up behind his 5 year old blond daughter. He got within ten feet of her when she turned around ever so slowly, looked up at him with her face beaming like the head lights of a beautiful Beamer....
" Hello, Daddy," she said in a conversational tone, as if he'd just been down the block, instead of under fire in Afghanistan.
I melted into a pile of wet laundry. I remember my oldest daughter 40+ years ago at that moment.
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