Tonight, I had a wonderful experience. For the first time, I got to help my stepdaughter, Elizabeth with her homework. It was only a short, 1 minute speech, but still it brought back great memories for me.
I remember when I was her age, asking my Dad for help with homework. We would lay in the mdidle of his study floor, with a pad of paper and a sharp pencil, and he wouild take the time to help me with my homework. Sometimes, his explanations would go over my head, much like my attempt to help Elizabeth went over her head, but still the time we spent together remains some of my favorite memories of my father
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