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Can you hear me Pop? It's so hard to know for sure. Paul says it's possible. But I really don't know. It's Father's Day again. I remember those times we would spend together, just you and me. I remember the day you tossed the ball to me. Throwing each pitch, and the final one, the tiger over the mountain. I could see the look of pride in your face when I caught it. Can you hear me Pop? Life is throwing me pitches, but I am learning to catch every one. I hope you can hear because I just want to say I love you Pop and Happy Father's Day. |
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"Peter, is everything all right?"
"Yeah, sure Paul."
"How about you and I go play some catch after dinner."
"I'd like that. How long has it been since we've tossed a ball around?"
"Oh, I don't know, not since before you went off to the Police Academy."
"Hey did I ever tell you about the time my father and I played catch at the temple. You should have seen some of the craziest pitches he would throw. . . ."
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