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When I was a little girl until his last days, "I love you more than you love me" was our repetitive slogan back and forth. He really was good at being a dad. My sister and I were lucky girls. We always had his full attention. He worked hard for our new bikes and trendy shoes. Dad was the one that taught me to cook. The essentials, of course, biscuits and gravy, fried chicken, and cornbread. He became ill at the young age of fifty-five, force...