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“She Scoops Litter Boxes,” My Dad Said—Then The CEO Stood Up

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odd jobs, never quite settling down, never quite measuring up.

The irony was exquisite. While Preston analyzed market trends from his corner office in Manhattan, I briefed generals on tactical operations. While my father networked at country club dinners, I coordinated joint operations with allied forces. While my mother volunteered for charity galas,continue reading …

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