I love my Dad. Sometimes I hate my Dad.
Some background:
My stepdad is my hero. He married my mom when I was in high school. He is everything that I believe is good, and important, about Southwestern PA - his life is not flashy, but consists of hard work over a 40 year span at Westinghouse.
His story is not unlike a lot of folks around PA - he worked hard for a long time, his company promised a job for life, the company went south, he got bought out and layed off, and his pension fell through. I meet him right at the end of the good times, as he dated and married my mom (they were high school sweethearts). Shortly after they married, he dropped his motorcycle, breaking his ankle in the process - but the X-rays and tests that followed reported worse news - he had an aggressive, late blooming type of MS.
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