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My Dad,Paul Andrew Kerins,at 21 years of age.This was about the time he became a driver for his father,Harry Francis Kerins,working as an international union representative,where he traveled across the country.My Dad loved the job,which allowed him to wear a suit,he told me,and he was able to spend some time with his father,who had spent a great deal of time on the road while my Dad and his siblings were growing up.
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