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My family vacationed at the beach every summer. I'd get so tan, I remember my dad telling me I was brown as berry. One year, my little sister and me (age 8 & 11) every time the song "Spill the Wine" came on the radio, we would strip off our clothes and dance naked in front of the bedroom mirror.

The lie that comes to mind happened one night about 15 years ago when I drove to Dairy Queen to pick up a couple of hamburgers for my then-teenaged son, and the family dog came along for the ride. After getting the food, I made a quick stop at a convenience store. Returning to the car, I saw the dog in the front…