As a child, my dad would come home everyday, eat supper and go to bed. I NEVER saw him drink. He did though...I don't know how much. His first marriage ended because of "hibitual drunkeness". This was back in the 1940's. He was 50 years old when I was born and he died at the age of 73 when I was only 22.
He had small strokes starting at around 67 years old and lung problems from smoking.
I wonder everyday if he had not abused his body if I could have had him with me longer.
Just thought I would open this up for sharing .
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Nancy:l
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