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I cried when I said "Goodbye" to one of my mentors, Harry Wilmoth. I made it talking to his grandkids, wife, his daughter, and friends. Then when it was just me and Harry in the casket, I said Goodbye and I will miss you. I touched his arm and then I totally just lost it.
Can't remember the last time I cried before that. I would not be where I am today without his encouragement. He used to tell me all the time how proud of me he was.
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