I love my dad, he is the best. He cares for people, not a speck of evil in him so much so that people take advantage of his kindness. My dad started working from a very young age and one day, there was an explosion at the docks he was working, his friends died but my dad survived. His right hand however was dead, meat had to be taken from different parts of his elbow, the chest area, elbows etc. Surgeons said that he would die a few hours later but he made it. He is a man of persistence. I wish he would stop smoking though... because it's getting really bad and i fear the day he would leave us.
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