One of the things I loved most about my father was him being unafraid to show me his faults once we became coworkers.
For the first 16 years as a newspaperman, a New York Daily News door my father opened when I was a junior in high school, we would often spend five days a week together on the job, in the car, eating out and playing cards. He had the amazing capacity to help every bookmaker in the building to run a profitable business.
Because of those shared experiences, I like to think our connection was deepest of the five children.
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