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Major Job
My papa became a police officer on this day when he was 38. He was the most liked and most hated,but he just needed to do his job. -
Death
My papa died on this day, luckily my mom was their when he died. He was a very nice man, that died at 67. Every year during summer we would go to Summit Lake for a week to see everyone because we all lived in different areas of wisconsin.