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| When my father
died I wasn't there.
I was in my mother's womb, three months in gestation, or so I was told as a child. Then my mother died when I was twenty. Now I am a man, over half a century old, never married, no children. I never knew my father. Perhaps if I had, things would be different. Maybe I would have had grandchildren by now. 001021 Alf. Ackerman
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