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Well, it was quick at least. 4:30 today, no pain. That's all I cared about. Thanks again for all the well wishes folks. I also mis typed...she was 95.
Thought a lot about her today. For almost 20 years we had a running joke about my facial hair. I always had some form or another and it was always changing. Every time I saw her she would tell me she didn't like it and told me she preferred clean shaven....like my grandfather ALWAYS was. My response was always a good natured face rubbin along with a kiss.
I knew last night it was time to shave completely and I was right.
My favorite memory will always be the sight of her wading into a flock of roosters wielding a 2 x 4, "striking down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger".
A story for another time.
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Harmlessly passing gas in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain smell in the air
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