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Nothing prepares you for hearing your father’s life unravel through dashboard speakers while a dog refuses to let him die quietly.
My father, Gerald Matthews, turned eighty that August.
He still mowed his own lawn.
Still argued with newspaper editorials every morning over black coffee.
Still drove his faded silver Toyota Camry like it was indestructible.
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