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Jul 3, 2014
Let’s lead on paid leave
Forty years ago, my father died of a heart attack at the age of 52. I was 12, so as time goes by I remember less and less about him. But one vivid memory is of him always coming to my baseball games. And so when I had children, I promised myself that I would do the same — not just to be in the stands cheering for them, but on the sidelines coaching them.
