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My Story Part 3

April 16, 2008

Part 3 ~ Meet your Dad

My first memory of him is sitting in our living room on the couch with him and we were getting ready to watch something on tv. He had on a blue Jaws shirt and he had a crazy beard. My mom was in the kitchen making popcorn and my dad yells to her, “Hey melissa bring me a coke”.
Then I yelled, “Hey Melissa, bring me one too”. Even though he wasn’t biologically related to me I don’t ever remember calling him anything but dad and the woman who gave birth to me, I was calling by her first name.
I believe family is who you make it.

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