I'm listening to Johnny Cash, and I don't listen to Johnny Cash because it reminds me of my papa. I remember him sitting in the dark with a cold can of Old Style, tapping his cowboy boots and telling me, "Meghan, music just isn't made like this anymore". My papa physically reacted to music; he didn't just listen to it, but he absorbed it. Sometimes
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((((((hug))))))
love,
clare eddy
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That comment of yours made me cry. Seriously, you are the best friend a girl could ever want. If you were here, you would receive one or all of the following:
a freshly baked pie
a high-five
a pat on the back
a blue ribbon of friendship
a 40 poured in your honor
(((((many grateful hugs)))))
Love always,
Meghan
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