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Standing in the Shadow of my Father

My dad was larger than life. And a bit complicated. Alcoholics usually are.

I am a child of the 1970s. Like many others, I grew up in a time that was (to me) vividly colourful and exciting, but in retrospect, much more simple (but I’m sure everyone thinks that about their childhood).

We dropped in our friends (without calling first), hung around, and ate lunch or had a snack…