today in holocaust class we talked about the crematoriums, and she was talking about how she cremated her dogs and the ashes had chunks of bones left in it. and i got tears in my eyes because all i could think of was that my dad was burned... and reduced to nothing more than dust and little morsels of bones. thats not how i want to think of him,
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I'll always remember that picture of him and your mom on halloween. When she's the Nurse, and he's checking her heartbeat with his tounge sticking out, that was hilarious. He was a wonderful man, and even though towards the end you guys didn't have the best relationship, you still have 15 other years of memories with him. That's so much. Fifteen. My sisters aren't even fifteen yet.
I will most definetley be there with you guys on the 14th though.
For sure.
Love you,
mitch.
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