I never called you Dad. Not Daddy. Father. Papa. Always Jim. Which kept a somewhat safe distance between our hearts in the aftermath of divorce. We spent parts of weekends together as a part of a legal agreement. And yet. You so desperately wanted me to understand you, to know you–the eccentric artist, the light-years-ahead-of-me […]
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