Today is the twelfth year since my dad’s passing. My husband remembered, first. My dad had a good life. He was born in 1929 to parents, Grace and Thomas. He grew up as a Catholic and was even an altar boy. My Grandma Grace had high aspirations for my dad as a child. I have […]
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January 25 ~ The Passing of a Classmate
Yesterday I received news that one of my class mates, a man named Leonard, had lost his life. Most tragic were the circumstances surrounding his death.