Strong, stoic, silent and stern. Those are the words that I reserve for Roger. He'd never come out and say, "I love you..."
No, he was too strong and reserved to admit that. I remember so many times saying "I love you" to my father. He'd always hesitate and sigh, but never say it back.
"You know," he'd try to explain in a deeply non-emotional and phony philosophical way, "your great-grandfather never told your great-grandmother that he loved her, but she always knew that he did..."
This immediately infuriated me.
If you feel it, say it!
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