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Ashleigh Fryer, Senior Editor
1:57 pm PDT May 26, 2014

When I was 8 years old, me, my sister and my dad traveled to Wales to visit my dad’s side of the family. It was October, the month of my dad’s birthday, and my sister and I scoured every shop we passed in downtown Cardiff for just the right gift, waving frantic, silent hand motions every time he turned his back to signal to the other that we’d seen something he might like.