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My Dad: The man who taught me how to be a feminist.

My dad was born in 1971 and grew up with a sister and a single mother in Palmdale, California. He ended up then marrying my mother and having 3 daughters(this guy was destined to be surrounded by women, I suppose) He is funny, intelligent, and has a bunch of cool tattoos that I found endlessly… Continue reading My Dad: The man who taught me how to be a feminist.