The table tops in my home are covered with pictures of Joe and me: at my cousin's wedding, on vacation in Hilton Head, S.C., at my sister's home. They all were taken before Dec. 18, 2009, the day Joe and I learned he was dying. At that moment, picture taking stopped. Joe and I both disappeared.
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01/04/2012
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That's a smart way of lkooing at the world.
Posted by: Macco | 01/12/2012 at 04:05 AM