"Here I was complainin' about loss of pride and how life had treated me, and now I realized-- I never had any pride. And much of how life had treated me had been good. The bulk of the bad was my own damn fault. Should've fired Colonel Parker by the time I got in the pictures. Old fart had been a shark and a fool, and I was even a bigger fool for following him. If only I'd treated Priscilla right. If I could've told my daughter I loved her. Always the questions. Never the answers. Always the hopes. Never the fulfillments."
[Reviewed in Cheaper by the Dozen 12]
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