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  • My Partner and I were home on vacation and we took my dad out for lunch.
    He loves going out for lunch.

    Dad has almost no eye-sight and it's frustrating having to read and re-read the menu to him and re-tell him the prices.

    He swears and gives everyone a hard time.
    It's part of our genetics.

    He drops food down his front. He can't see it and we pretend not to, because it doesn't matter.
    It's only food and
    He just loves going out for lunch.

    He swears and gives everyone a hard time and it doesn't matter because he is a double amputee and has no legs.
    It's frustrating, but . . .

    He loves going out for lunch.
    And . . .

    He's our dad and we love him.
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