Growing up I learned to work hard, because it meant time spent with Dad.
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Growing up I learned to work hard, because it meant time spent with Dad.
Weathering The Journey 
[…] He “let” us paint fences, work on piano guts, and taught us about true love while we painted the family room. His best teaching was done while he worked alongside us. Check out this post I put up this morning. […]
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