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By Wayne Allensworth My carpenter father once told me that I was thinking too much. He had taken me to work with him and set out a task for me, and I was moving far too slowly to suit him. I was maybe 12 or so, so it was probably a demolition job. I was pausing, as if I was facing resistance from the wood and sheetrock that opposed me. I was eyeballing the enemy and gauging every blow. Daddy was...