This cross was place on the front steps of my dad's house the morning he died.

cross

cross
when my dad died

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Tuesday, April 6, 2010

The past is never far away


Sometimes I think that the past is behind me.
but then like today I remember the lost of my brother Donnie,
Who always protected me from things he felt were important to protect me from
and i can now fondly think of how my past leads into for future.
Donnie I miss you so much, in your short life you made an impact on my life.

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