My father gave me his glass knees and dark sense of humor.
His hazel eyes with the gold flecks on green.
His love for books and good food.
He told me to stop looking in the mirror so much, because vanity was a sin. He never left the house without ironing his shirts and slacks, shaving, trimming his fingernails, cleaning his shoes, and walking through a clo…
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