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I woke up to the sound of Micah shouting 'Daaaaaaad'...'Daaaaaaad'. I wrestled with my son. I opened up a bunch of gifts and cards from Micah and Mary Beth. I exchanged father's day wishes with family and friends. We had a great breakfast and went to church. We sat in a room full of people and listened to music and a sermon. I spent the rest of the day with Micah and Mary Beth. I had a long conversation with my dad. I had a wonderful father's day. Then tonight, I sat and watched the videos about the protests in Iran. I watched a 19 year old girl die in her father's hands.
There is a revolution formenting in a land far away and we are all pretty much oblivious to it.
Other than in the conversation with my dad, Iran never came up.
If we dont stand up and do something, all we are going to be left with is a picture of a girl dying on the street.
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