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Tracy Renee Lee

By TRACY RENEE LEE

When I was a child, my dad’s best friend had a terrible accident. He was a young man who had recently graduated from high school. After a fun outing that went horribly wrong, he became a quadriplegic.
Back in the early 1960s, the prospects for such misfortune were not very favorable. Out of extreme love for his best friend, my dad brought him into our home. The labor of love, demonstrated by my father to his best friend, brought them into a new relationship; they became brothers.
My dad’s best friend was now my uncle.

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