Dear Dad:

Every year, it gets more and more difficult to describe the deep feelings of gratitude that I feel towards you. I am grateful, for everything tangible you have given me, yes, but especially for the intangible, the incommunicable, the imperceptible.

I am proud, to be able to hold my own in the elite circles of men. I am honored and humbled to be able to play the games — whether they be backgammon, cribbage, gin, and pool — and the other, more crucial and considerable challenges — of power and persuasion, of networking and negotiation, of debate and diplomacy.

Ultimately, I am amassing, building, crafting, and evolving the life I imagine and desire to live. And achieve to what I aspire: which is to truly be my father’s daughter.

Love,
Melissa

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