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😮 I removed the handcuffs from a prisoner and recognized the tattoo of my dead father. He died in Vietnam three months before I was born; I never knew him. 💔 And this 67-year-old man, accused of stealing medicine from a pharmacy, had the same military badge on his arm that my mother has had framed in the living room for forty-eight years.

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know if the old man who lied for fifty-five years stole the truth from my family… or gave a girl without a father the only foundation she had to grow up on.

 

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