9 of 210 : Ernie
He died when he was eleven years older than I am now. A complex and often charming man, my father had a deep, unresolved anger toward God, which occasionally broke out against others—and himself. I think I learned the power of confidence from him, and the power of fear.
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Forgive me if this shows up as a second comment; my first attempt didn't seem to show up.
The last line is so powerfully balanced!
I have a friend whose father died in his late 40s or at 50, and he was hyperaware of that age as he passed it himself.
Those are good lessons for afather to give a son.
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