I think my dad thought that had he had boys, fatherhood would have been different.
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By Susannah Meadows
Ms. Meadows is a senior staff editor in Opinion.
My father gave me his freckly skin and, like him, I had melanoma. He gave me asthma and protruding elbows that are identical to his own. He gave me reddish hair that’s kindly reluctant to go gray. He gave me an aversion to drinking by not having one himself.
He did not give me the seat next to him at a San Diego Chargers game. He had season tickets when I was a kid, but I only found out about it years later.
“I only understood sameness, who matched and who didn’t. I just wanted to fit in.”
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She wasn’t a great one for dispensing wisdom. Instead, she fought for me whenever I most needed it
