It has long been assumed my father is Kevin Clancy, a respected and admired attorney in Dallas, Texas. While I have embraced this idea throughout my life, there are other camps and several schools of thought surrounding other possible fathers that must be examined. While genetic anomolies point to Kurt Rambis and/or one time baseballer Gene Tenace, many passers-by believe soul legend Bill Withers may be the true sire. Ann Clancy has failed to comment or address this topic, but it has been rumored her cell phone ringtone is that of Withers’ “I Want to Spend the Night.”
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