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The morning of August 1 started as any ordinary work day. Around ten in the morning, I felt something was wrong, so I glanced down at my phone. I had missed a call from my brother, then my sister. I took a step outside to call my sister back. I will forever remember the sound in her voice… she said our dad had passed away that morning. My father was a wonderful, loyal, husband, father and friend. Forever strong, always remember.
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