My stepfather is my hero. I miss him so much. He passed away at the age of 50 from pulmonary fibrosis. But not before having a profound affect on me and my siblings. He was a quiet man but could say more with a smile or look than many others. He taught us how to be honest, kind, and loving, and patient - he taught us how to fend for ourselves, be independent, handy. He always had great advice, a hug waiting, and never wavered in his beliefs. Miss you dad.
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