In my mind, I always knew what my father looked like.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I look a lot like my father when he was my age.
I remember seeing my father only twice as a child for brief visits. As I grew up, I invented a father who was larger than life - stronger, smarter, more handsome, and even holier than other men.
My father was a beautiful man.
My father leaving the family shaped who I was and how I looked at the world. By the same token, my father telling me fairy tales that he had made up shaped me profoundly, too.
I used to make up stories about my father. I would go to the movies and look for a character who looked like my father.
I had my father, and he was an amazing man and an amazing role model, so I always wanted to mirror that.
My father was all brain and little heart.
So much of my aesthetic was formed by my dad.
My father? I never knew him. Never even seen a picture of him.
My father... had sharper eyes than the rest of our people.
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