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Today is my father's birthday. I will never forget my father's love for me. I was his only little girl. He taught me to love music. To love to dance and to have a sense humor. I was 11-years old when he died. We actually found out this year that he died 1964 not 1963 like we thought these past years. I have heard many bad and good things about my dad, I choose to remember only the good and choose to never repeat his mistakes. I'm grateful he is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
"Condemn me not because of mine imperfection,... but rather give thanks unto God that he hath made manifest unto you our imperfections, that ye may learn to be more wise than we have been." Mormon 9:31
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