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He buttered his bread, and I took a sip of my soda while my eyes scanned the room. Deep conversations and laughter buzzed all around us while Shawn and I sat, waiting for our food to come. He cleared his throat. “Boy, it sure is hot outside today.”

My Dad was known for his ability to spin a tale, and we cherished the mornings he stopped by for coffee and a story.