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- Broken beyond repair but highly affable
He was a Vietnam vet...he died of leukemia and was about 72 as best I can recall. I hadn't seen him for a few years until Grandma's funeral.
At least he made it long enough that Grandma didn't have to face the loss of a child before she passed.
I was up all night, worked on this and that and cleaning and getting my stereo in the livingroom FINALLY set up as I needed it, switching and all, slept until after 5:30 PM and kinda had some feeling since yesterday about what was coming.
Call me please, Lee.
At least he made it long enough that Grandma didn't have to face the loss of a child before she passed.
I was up all night, worked on this and that and cleaning and getting my stereo in the livingroom FINALLY set up as I needed it, switching and all, slept until after 5:30 PM and kinda had some feeling since yesterday about what was coming.
Call me please, Lee.