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     remember Dad on J1me 16: 
     
    
   
   
    
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     “Well, well, what's all this?” he’ll inquire gruffli’ 4 \ 
     
     (as if he didn’t know) when Sis and Brother, shining; clean and behaving 
     
     most uncharacteristically, like little angels, present him with a double‘ , 
     
     armload of boxes from HOLMANLS. But watch his blissful expression  ne 
     
     wriggles his toes into the slippers from Sis; note the sparkle in his 
     
     eyes when he dons Brother's bright plaid shirt-and get that special ' 
     
     look he flashes to you, Mother, when he detects your artistic touch in 
     
     the shirts and ties. “This is heaven,” he’ll sigh. as he lights his 
     
     pipe and picks up the Sunday paper. And rynaybe he's right -- certainly 
     
    
   
   
    
     therdll be a seraphic glow surrounding‘ Father, you-and the angolsl 
     
    
   
   
    
     lane's FAVORITE STORE  ~ 
     
    
   
   
    
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