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Sunday, August 7, 2011
Twenty-One Years Gone
August 7, 1990 about noontime. That's when I got the dreaded phone call telling me that Daddy had died due to a massive heart attack. My sister-in-law's words were "Pack your bags. We've lost Daddy." Where have all those years gone?