So another holiday (remember to smile)
The fourth of July weekend is here and if Otto was with us, he would be 69 next week. Two years ago this week, we were frantically going from doctor to doctor to find out why he didn't feel good.The cancer word was being whispered.
Last night, I watched the clouds form. I sat in my chair, listened to the crack of thunder, watched the lightning, and count…
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