Tag: Daughters
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At The Funeral
My daughter, Zuzu, died in 2004 at our home in Sydney. Her funeral was attended by more than one hundred people — not too shabby for a little girl who was unable to talk, walk or eat unaided but who could smile to light up a stadium. Every day I think about her. Some days…
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A Childless Father’s Day
It took me a while to face the fact that I couldn’t stop being a father after my child passed away. Mark Zuckerberg’s mad plan to pay-per-zombie our loved ones wouldn’t have helped.
