Thanks for nothing, Dad
Thanks for the times you didn't beat me or hit me with a belt.
Thanks for the times you didn't ridicule me, or make fun of me in public.
Thanks for the times you didn't play catch with me, or listen to me talk.
Thanks for being smart, and funny, and clever, and behaving with consideration, so I could watch you at a distance and get an idea of how to dress and act.
Thanks for being dead.
copyright (c) 2018
William Schaeffer
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