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Quote: "i sometimes feel guilty, "forgetting" everything. his voice, how he looked'.
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Not to hijack but ...
My mother raised my sister and me, alone, after a divorce.
Near her end (in 2002) we cared for her at my home as she battled cancer. When we were sorting her clothes to go to Goodwill, I found a favorite sweater she wore and I put it to my nose. The 'essence' of her body and her favorite perfume was present. I put that sweater in a plastic bag and occasionally, I take it out, inhale ...and remember.
Happy Fathers Day gentlemen.
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Don't fear the reaper.
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