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“When Dad died, he took all his memories with him. Everything I didn't know about him - every question never asked and every story never told - can never be known now that he's dead. It's like losing your only copy of a book before you finish reading the story, except it's the only copy of the book ever. There's no way to get those pages back.”

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Book:The Other Mother
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