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Butterflies
It is fall. A nice time to be outside. Debbie was in the backyard cooking our supper on the grill. Grilling may be the husband’s job in most households but we like the food to be edible when it’s done, so Debbie usually handles this chore. I was riding around on my lawnmower. Debbie motioned…
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New Attitude on Dying
OK I’ll admit it. The idea of dying has always scared me to death. I’ve never wanted to do it. After I reached my 50th birthday I figured I had just started living my second fifty years. I’ve always wanted to live as long as possible. Losing one of my children has changed my attitude.…
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Gifts at the Grave
I visited Richard’s grave the other day and found a new addition – pictured above. Richard had many good friends. His passing affected them as well as it did us. They miss him too. They visit his grave. We’ve been there a few times when they’ve arrived. Other times they’ve left clues. Like these soft…
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The Richard Book
Debbie’s birthday was last month. Her gift from our daughter Sarah arrived from Texas the other day. In the enclosed birthday card, Sarah instructed her mom to share the gift with me. There was a pack of Kleenex attached to the gift, warning of an emotional surprise inside. It was a special gift indeed. Inside…
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Franklin on Death
The founders of our nation were pretty smart folks. Following the death of his brother John Franklin, Benjamin Franklin wrote this letter to Elizabeth Hubbard, his brothers stepdaughter, on February 22, 1756 Dear Child, I condole with you, we have lost a most dear and valuable relation, but it is the will of God and…