My DadWhen I was a baby my Dad was killed in an accident involving three trucks. My Dad was hit by an oncoming truck which had crossed lanes as the other driver had dozed off to sleep, he was only 32. I miss the Father I never had, all the missed opportunities to learn from him, the birth of his grandkids, growing old with Mum. I know he's an angel now and we have moved on with our lives, but it still saddens me when I think of the Father he never had the opportunity to be.
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