Most of my friends and family treat me with special caution. "How are you?" They ask with hesitant smiles. "Fine, I'm fine." is always my reply, because what am I supposed to do, tell them the truth? Then they quickly exhale with relief and quickly change the subject. I can't really blame them: They'd known my father well, and his death must have
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