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My Hero By Andy Hobin There is nothing more nobly pathetic Than a single father At McDonalds With his kids. The father, not often, but certainly at least once, Thinks about high school. His conquests. His summers on the road. His legends. His women. His wife. And now his sons, sitting across the table With their toys and what's left of their fries. But the father doesn't care. The kids are At McDonalds With their old dad. Happy. They don't know any better. Thank Christ for it. About the author: Andy Hobin currently lives and works in Manhattan for the BBC. His writing has appeared in the St. Louis Riverfront Times, McSweeneys.net, The Citizen-Journal and Communicating Literature. He misses his long-distance girlfriend, Kathleen, every day, and is taking his sweet time adapting a book which he does not own the rights to into a screenplay. | | | |
First Person Archive Most recent: 2008 November October September August July June May April March February January 2007 December November October September August July June May April March February January 2006 December September Submit Your First Person Story A while back, we invited listeners to send us a short story or a poem about their homes for a feature called "Stories from Home." We're resurrecting this feature, but we're calling it "First Person" a place for you to give us your stories, poems, or short fiction. | |
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