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By Dick Geary
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Chickens, a fox and a lie


Last updated 1/28/2020 at 4:17pm

My father was 91 years old the last time I lied to him.

He wasn't a demanding father, so there were never many falsehoods necessary in our lives – usually just the teenage ones, such as, "No, we weren't drinking beer when the car went into the ditch" - the common lies of youth. He died last June, and I was lucky to have enjoyed a year of morning visits with him before his death. I think we p...

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