My son turned 18, and my wife, daughter, and mother were sitting at the dinner table eating pizza. I let my son have a beer, he was smiling from cheek to cheek. Then he says, “Dad, do you remember your 18th birthday?” I get a big smile on my face and look over at my mom. She had a big smile on her face, then reached over to grab my hand. My 18th birthday changed my life. I couldn’t tell my son what really happened, so I made up some fictious story, while my mom squeezed my hand several times… After...
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