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My daughter’s father-in-law took the microphone at her wedding and smiled at 350 guests. “She was raised completely alone,” he said, looking straight at me. “No husband. No real family. I suppose that explains quite a bit about how she turned out.” My daughter froze beside her new husband. I stood, walked toward him, and asked one question: “Do you know who I am?” His hand tightened around the microphone, and for the first time since I’d met Roland Fitch, he stepped backward.

The microphone was still warm from the best man’s toast when my daughter’s father-in-law reached over, took it from the wedding coordinator, and said, “Before dessert, I’d like to say...