Wednesday, October 1, 2008

My father

I love my father. He is the best. My satellite dish has been on the fritz. It keeps cutting out. My father knows that it would be hard for me to go on the roof. e is 82 years old. He came to my house today knowing that this is one of my lone companions during the day. My lovely father wanted to go on the roof, very tall roof to fix it. I had rto pull him back and my daughter, being terrified called her mom so she can stop him. My father is a symbol of what a father should be. He has sacrificed his whole life dot us. I remember he worked all day at two places to make ends meet. He has never turned his back on any of us. He is the most gentle loving father nyone could have. My father, Mohammad Bagher Afzal.
He has gone through loss of my sister, destroying every thing he has built to let us leave the country in order not to have a chance to go to the military. He lives in a tiny apartment and has foregone all pleasures and easy retirement after yeaars of holding a high position in the Iranian oil company.
My father, Mohammad Bagher Afzal.

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