My dad&#39;s not a very intimidating father figure.

He had tried to shed his pain, to rise from the ashes like a drab phoenix with no hope except the cold peace of indifference. Now that events forced him to open himself to the world again, he was swamped by emotion as a novice surfer was overwhelmed by each cresting wave.

I did a shoot for &#39;Sports Illustrated,&#39; and my grandpa called me and asked when my issue of &#39;Playboy&#39; was coming out. It was hilarious as well as embarrassing.

I noticed that she wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes-there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon a golf course on clean, crisp, mornings.

Written By F. Scott Fitzgerald

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