Father, Husband, Sailor (an introduction to my intro.)

John Lagrimas
Aug 31, 2018 · 2 min read
Boston Harbor-4th of July 2016… ‘Merica.

It was sometime around March of 2012 when I got the phone call from my (then) girlfriend (now wife), who dropped the two words no jobless, bumbass 20-year-old college dropout wanted to hear. And if couch-swapping between my parents’ houses combined with the numerous failed attempts at searching-for-minimum-waged-jobs weren’t enough to demotivate me, “I’m pregnant,” felt like a missile had zeroed…

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