In a few days we mark the 2nd anniversary of my dad's death.It seems like forever yet it was almost yesterday.I didn't know until a couple of years before his death that he wrote poetry, meaningful poetry.There were many about WWII but more about his love for my mom.It was quite a discovering.I learned from them.Learned some more of why I do what I do.
If you can, reach out to your family and learn about yourself before there is no gift of time during which you can do it.
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Yes. I miss my Uncle George's farm because my Aunts and Uncles used to sit on the porch and tell stories about their parents and themselves growing up. Great stories. Unfortunately I don't know much about my dad.
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