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He was 50 years old when I was born. I didn't know why he was home instead of Mom, but I was young and the only one of my friends who had their dad around. I considered myself very lucky.
Dad did so many things for me during my grade school years He convinced the school bus driver to pick me up at my house instead of the usual bus stop that was six blocks away. He always had my lunch ready for me when I came home.
As I got a little older, I wanted to move away from those "childish" signs of his love. But he wasn't going to give up. In high school and no longer able to go home for lunch, I began taking my own. Dad would get up a little earlier and make it for me. The outside of the sack might be covered with a heart inscribed with "Dad-n-Angie K. K. ". Inside there would be a napkin (餐巾纸) with that same heart or an "I love you. "
I used to hide my lunch so no one would see the bag or read the napkin, but that didn't last long. One of my friends saw the napkin one day, grabbed it, and passed it around the lunch room. My face burned with embarrassment. To my astonishment, the next day all my friends were waiting to see the napkin. From the way they acted, I thought they all wished they had someone who showed them that kind of love. I felt so proud!
When I left home for college, I thought the messages would stop. But my friends and I were glad that his gestures continued. I began getting letters almost every Friday. The front-desk staff always knew who the letters were from. Many times the envelopes were addressed in crayon, and along with the enclosed letters were usually drawings of our cat and dog, stick figures of him and Mom.
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It was during this time that Dad became stricken with cancer.
Then the time came when I decided to come home because he was growing sicker.
答案:One possible version:It was during this time that Dad became stricken with cancer. When the letters didn't come on Friday, I knew that he had been sick and wasn't able to write. He used to get up at 4:00 a.m. So he could sit in the quiet house and do his letters. If he missed his Friday delivery, the letters would usually come a day or two later. But they always came. My friends used to call him "Coolest Dad in the Universe".Then the time came when I decided to come home because he was growing sicker.And I knew that our time together was limited. Those were the hardest days to go through. To watch this man, who always acted so young, age passed his years. In the end he didn't recognize who I was. Even though I knew it was due to his illness, it still hurt that he couldn't remember my name. I was alone with him in his hospital room a couple of days before he died. We held hands and watched TV. As I was getting ready to leave, he said,"Angie, I love you."