My father-in-law died on Saturday. He was 78, and his only goal in life was to love other people. In that way, he was incredibly unique. It's safe to say he accomplished that goal many times over.
It's hard to think about blogging at a time like this, so instead, I'll leave you with this brief but fitting Simon & Garfunkel song. . .
"Bookends"
Time it was, and what a time it was. It was. . .
a time of innocence, a time of confidences.
Long ago, it must be. I have a photograph. . .
preserve your memories. They're all that's left you.
a time of innocence, a time of confidences.
Long ago, it must be. I have a photograph. . .
preserve your memories. They're all that's left you.
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