Lessons My dad was an alcoholic. I remember times when his friends would bring him home from the lake so drunk he could barley walk. Could you imagine the embarrassment for a young teenage girl to have to drag her inebriated father out of a car, and into the house knowing all the neighbors were watching? Every afternoon, whether sunny or stormy my father would head straight for the lake right after work. He never …showed first 75 words of 742 total…

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