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I was 22 years old when my father died, on May 23, seventeen years ago. I had just finished my last finals week of my undergraduate degree, and I was working the summer before heading off to graduate school, still … Continue reading
I’ve always liked small, fast, sporty cars, and I was the only girl in high school who toted around a copy of Motor Trend or one of my father’s car magazines instead of Seventeen or Young Miss. My father liked … Continue reading