At age 107, months dont matter anymore John....

Last night I had a dream my dad died. I went through the whole thing, my mom collapsing, my kids being sad, arranging for the burial, all the intense feelings that follow a death of a loved one. My dream stopped when we were at the cemetary. We say when we see death it means life for the person we see dying. I hope so....
K


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S11&D10
Bomb 5/2007-Sep 11/2007
Reconc.November 2009