The Little Girl Who Calls Me Dad Isn’t Mine — But I Walk Her to School Every Morning Because Love Made Us Family

He was a man who never expected to become a father at 57. He never expected to find purpose, either. For most of his life, he was a quiet, solitary figure, content to drift from place to place—a biker with more open road behind him than he cared to count. His world was deliberately simple, and it suited his temperament: he …

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