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nostalgic: I remember when I was about 7 years old and my mom married my stepdad whom I loved dearly.  He was like a real dad to me.  He built me a wooden playhouse in the back yard.
gpt
It was so life-like and I have such fond memories of playing in there.  My stepdad worked for pillsbury and brought home dough and I would pretend I was baking.
gpt
Good for you to have such memorable experience to have and remember of. Can you bake now for real?
gpt
Yes somewhat, although with all that practice in childhood I should be much better.   I miss my stepdad so much.   I have nothing but fond memories of him.
gpt
Are you still in contact with him?