The man who raised me, the only man I ever comfortably called my father passed away September 1st 2004. I loved him as I loved a precious few. He taught me so many things. . .He taught me the value of music, to fight for love, to put selfishness aside, and the importance of milk to name a very few. This was our song, we sang it together from the
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