My dad would probably be the first to admit that he didn’t do a great job raising us girls. My step-father did a marginally better job with my youngest siblings, and my dad did better with my step-brothers, too. So Father’s Day is bittersweet for me. I struggle to buy cards because ‘you are the best, Dad!’ doesn’t really ring true. So I go for funny c…
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