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James B. Twitchell

An ode to Dad's throne

By James B. Twitchell
June 18, 2006

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SOMETIMES A DAD needs to spend some quiet time in the cellar, at the office, in the club, or out for a drive. He doesn't call it hiding; to him it's just time alone. When he can't get out of the house, however, there is an object that allows him to disappear in plain sight. Like the teenager so enmeshed ... (Full article: 709 words)

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