I love those men who come into the hospital and try to pretend they are just there to have fun. They greet the doctors with a cheery, “What’s up, doc?” and flirt with the nurses. They tell their wives everything is fine and not to worry. They make jokes with their kids and play cards with their grandkids. But I see the truth when they think no one is watching, when they think they are alone. I see the truth that those are the men who need to be loved the most.
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