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Day 14
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I still remember the sounds of my dad beginning his day. His quick breakfast was 1 by the sound of the door closing, his old car coming to 2 . I wanted to be like him. After all, he was more than just my dad; he was my hero.
I don’t doubt most young children view their fathers, as I did, as a real life super hero able to do anything. As I grew older, his hero status(地位) began to 3 as my world increased. I began seeing less of him as my life took me in different 4 . I was entering my teenage years and, I was sure it was my dad who was changing and 5 his ground as my hero.
When my own son, Michael, was seven, he 6 a classroom survey for Father’s Day. To the question, “My dad is really special because,” he wrote, “he cares for me and listens to me.” I was moved. “I like to make him smile by doing my 7 at school.” I was pleased. But one answer puzzled me as much then as it does today. To the question, “My dad is as nice as…” he wrote, “