When I was flipping through my papers I knew this was the one I wanted to use because it reminded me of a child's pinafore. I love this story from my grandmother. It doesn't tell all the important things her father had to do, but only that he stopped doing them to play with her. This is only one story of him...all the others I've heard from her and others show the same love and caring. He always made folks feel as if they were the most important thing in his life.
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