Nonfiction | June 01, 2009
Nine Times (Among Countless Others) I've Thought About the People Who Came Before Us in My Brief Career as a Father
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For every living person on Earth, I wonder, how many dead people are in the ground? Do they care that we walk around on top of their heads? Do our ancestors follow us around throughout the day, and do they shake their heads at us when we repeat their mistakes?
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