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My Father

Stephen HamaltonHamaltonMy father, a difficult man. My father, a once loving man.

Disappeared a few years ago but still in my heart in my skin in my memories. My father, born in Egypt to an international family, ending up in England years later and working with large boats and commodities, shipping goods around the world.

I miss you but I cannot and will not ever forget you. That’s what memories are all about, to keep the past real, to keep those who are now far from us only a thought away.

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