My dad turned 80 (see what I did there?). It feels strange to have a dad that old. But I don't even see myself in my 30s. In my mind, I'm still 17, nervous behind the wheel of a car, and unsure what I want to be when I grow up... but with kids. He's EIGHTY. That is old. Like, grandpa-old. But he's still kickin' it, sitting down in front of his TV.
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