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May 22, 2006 21:03

Staring at the sunken cheeks, the slack jaws hanging open, exposing a raw row of fleshy gums, teeth long gone, his eyelids pulled tight over blank stares, eyes, once a vibrant wbony brown, now glazed and blue with the sight of a blind man...It is hard to say that I even recognize him now, but I know he is there. He is a fighter--always has been, ( Read more... )

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ceilidh71 July 3 2006, 19:28:50 UTC
wow - this was moving- i'm sure he'd have appreciated your respect for him, your memories of him, and the way you treasure those memories. :)
::hugs::

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