I’ve been cleaning out boxes and going through old letters. In the process, I uncovered a stack of letters from my late father. Dad died more than twenty-five years ago and most of the letters were written when I was in college. My father was very funny. In my freshman year, he wrote me a poem about homesickness entitled, “An Ode to a Girl Named Laura.”
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