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Friday, October 16, 2009

...a little like deja vu.

He sometimes wondered if Dad had felt terribly neglected and alone in his last few years. It was a thought that rarely occurred when Dad had been just an hour's drive away, a mere two hours round trip. Close enough that he could have easily popped over every other weekend, certainly at least once a... Sign in to see full entry.

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