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Jan 22, 2023 - 9:14am
Antigone wrote:
Forty-nine years ago today my father made sure my mother and I didnât see the local newspaper. Yesterday, I did a search through the university library online and saw the photo that Daddy shielded us from. I canât believe they published it. An absolutely dreadful photo of the car accident that my brother and his friend died in. I'm okay with having seen it, but I do fervently hope that my mother never did. Last evening I sat in front of the fire with my neighbor/friends, drinking and talking, and toasted my brother.
Forty-nine years ago today my father made sure my mother and I didnât see the local newspaper. Yesterday, I did a search through the university library online and saw the photo that Daddy shielded us from. I canât believe they published it. An absolutely dreadful photo of the car accident that my brother and his friend died in. I'm okay with having seen it, but I do fervently hope that my mother never did. Last evening I sat in front of the fire with my neighbor/friends, drinking and talking, and toasted my brother.
Forty-nine years ago today my father made sure my mother and I didn’t see the local newspaper. Yesterday, I did a search through the university library online and saw the photo that Daddy shielded us from. I can’t believe they published it. An absolutely dreadful photo of the car accident that my brother and his friend died in. I'm okay with having seen it, but I do fervently hope that my mother never did. Last evening I sat in front of the fire with my neighbor/friends, drinking and talking, and toasted my brother.
Forty-nine years ago today my father made sure my mother and I didnât see the local newspaper. Yesterday, I did a search through the university library online and saw the photo that Daddy shielded us from. I canât believe they published it. An absolutely dreadful photo of the car accident that my brother and his friend died in. I'm okay with having seen it, but I do fervently hope that my mother never did. Last evening I sat in front of the fire with my neighbor/friends, drinking and talking, and toasted my brother.
Last Friday I had the opportunity to sing a memorial tribute to my father who passed away about 2 years ago (3/20/2020). He rejoined his wife on their anniversary.
Last Friday I had the opportunity to sing a memorial tribute to my father who passed away about 2 years ago (3/20/2020). He rejoined his wife on their anniversary.
