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Eulogy For Father

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I looked back at the time when my dad was working two jobs. It would be six o’clock and he wouldn’t be home yet. I would ask my mom every day when my dad will arrive home and she answered with soon. Some nights, he would arrive when I was asleep, but some nights he came early so I waited by the door for the clicking sound of the locks releasing. As soon as he would open the door, I was already jumping on him for a hug. He would come home dirty and tired, but always with a smile on his face. My father had opened his own company which was his second job and life. Once he quit, he put all his effort into launching his company. It took time for everything to be just right, but eventually we celebrated with a grand opening. I recall the small warehouse

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