Father Daze
The closest I came to being a father was the time our Catholic group at college was sitting around drinking coffee and one of the girls said, I can’t remember in what connection, “I’d like to have a baby.”
I chickened out, but it seemed the perfect time to volunteer, with “I can help you with that…”
Unlike me, she was probably envisioning a scenerio with a rather elaborate set of intermediate steps.
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