Remembering my Father on Father’s Day — A Girl Named Tommi

He called me Baby Duck, and so I was. But I wasn’t just any Baby Duck; I was his. My parents were blessed with two brown-eyed daughters. My sister was cut from my father’s cloth; she was his sidekick and a daddy’s girl from the day she was born. Saturday mornings were their time in […]

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  1. PaperKutzs says:

    So sweet & heartfelt

    1. I thought so as well.

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