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It doesn’t look anything like what you think it looks like.

That picture above is my wife, my oldest daughter and my youngest daughter. It was taken about 25 years ago.

I met her one evening because I accepted an invitation to have a beer with my best friend and his girlfriend. The women had been roommates in college and my friend’s girlfriend thought we might just hit it off.

The moment I walked into the room, I just KNEW. I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend. Most of my friends thought I was gay because I didn’t date and as far as they knew I was a virgin (I wasn’t, but that’s a story I’m not quite ready to tell yet). I thought she was attractive but it didn’t matter. I KNEW this was the woman I was going to marry. I don’t remember much of the rest of the night. We played trivial pursuit or something. I was just too distracted to make sense of anything. …


Dick Millet

father, motorcyclist, old retired guy who’s just a little lost on a blue marble corkscrewing its way to oblivion

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