The Father’s Day Weekend I Wouldn’t Miss For the World

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QUITO, ECUADOR: I was behind on my rent and down to the last five dollars and eighty cents in my pocket, paying for my Café Con Leche at the concession stand on Pichincha Volcano – where Quito’s Teleférico cable car takes you 13,400 feet above sea level. Just then, I saw a little boy being picked up by his dad and carried along on his shoulders. Immediately I thought: Father’s Day. It was one week away and my dad was even further away – still working as a cab driver,…read more