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Location: Palm Beach, Florida, USA
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I had a dream about my dad the other night. It was so real I woke up feeling like I had really seen him and spoken to him. Valentines' Day will be the 11th aniversary of the stroke that felled him in my living room, during a visit to see by boys, then one and three. He was almost 60 years old. My wife's dad died about fie years ago, leaving my boys without any grandpas. I dream about him sometimes too.
Cherish him and feed him as much dead roast animal as you can stuff in him.
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