On fast Sunday each month we would each get to go in and talk to Dad about our goals for the coming week. Dad had a huge folding table set up as his desk in his bedroom and I’d sit on the bed and he’d sit behind his table and we had a private moment in a house filled to capacity. We’d talk about goals and school and what was going on in my little life. It was special because I got time alone with Dad.
--Marilyn
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