One thing about most fathers is that you don’t get to play with them especially when they are the disciplinarian types. My father was a teacher and a strict disciplinarian. He was the type that believed in the dictum that said, spare the rod and spoil the child. So I didn’t really get to play ball, go on a bike ride, jump and laugh with my father. By a tweak of fate, by the time

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