A FEW WEEKS AGO on a blustery winter morning, I was juggling my baby girl, her blanket, a diaper bag, backpack, and car seat, while trying to close my car door at the same time, when I heard a voice calling out to me. "Excuse me, sir!" a man said from an adjacent car.
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