Life's Gentle Lessons: My Father's Death

Monday, May 22, 2006

My Father's Death

I am living in the Ozark Mts. in a 2 room A-frame cabin with a beautiful, kind Buddhist Basket Weaver. My second closest neighbor, Dave drives up in his pickup truck with a message to call my father asap. I follow him to his house where I call my Dad. "Hello Dad?"...It's Jim. "I am not doing so... Sign in to see full entry.

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