Saturday night. Â I am in Houston, Texas. Â At dinner with friends following the conclusion of the Dad2Summit. My phone rings. Â It is a number I don’t recognize, but the smarts in my smartphone tell me the call is from North Carolina. Â My oldest son, Zach, lives in North Carolina. Â It is midnight there. I immediately …
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I’m going to admit it right here, right now:  I am not a Super Dad.  You know the guys, the ones that no matter what event you go to, they are there with their kids, only they probably got there a little earlier, and are undoubtedly better prepared.  Deep down you wonder how they manage …
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