Your father, Jo. He never loses patience, never doubts or complains, but always hopes, and works and waits so cheerfully that one is ashamed to do otherwise before him.
Louisa May Alcott; Little Women
[My father is nothing like this. Literary fathers can be so much better than real ones]
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