On Father’s Day, I will mark sixteen years, five months, and seven days being a grandfather. I am affectionately called Papa by my second-generation posterity. Actually, most of my close clan call me that now, it fits me better. I look, walk, and feel like a Papa more than the title of Daddy or Babe. Don’t laugh!!
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