I was 37 when my father died-and I no longer had any freedom of choice over what I would do with the rest of my life.
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Nationality: American Type: Businessman Born: September 7, 1932 Death: April 17, 2003 |
How could this world be so unlike the world that I believed I was living in? I can't describe it. Do I not want to describe it, or do I simply not possess the vocabulary?