I just wish I could understand my father.
When I was growing up in New York City, my father was a taxi driver for a time.
My name is Monika Ora Moniker, but you can call me MOM. Or dad will do just fine.
Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.
My current companion, Gerard de Battista, is the father of my two sons.
My father was a minister and so rock music was banned in our house.
… your father has two secrets. You, Kip are not one of them.
I am somebody’s son, and I know a guy I call “Dad.” Those two things are unrelated.
Si no quiere abrazarme, entonces que tampoco se acerque para golpearme.
It is the duty of every father… to write fairy tales for his children.
My Dad has been a feminist, way before I learnt how to spell the word.
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