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February 9, 1987, our little daughter was born. For a number of years,
my friend in Whitney Ward accompanied me to the cemetary on each
anniversary of her birth. Her tradition was to bring the number of
flowers to match the birthday we were marking. This year, I am far away
from the cemetary, but I will be imagining that I am putting 25 pink
roses on her gravesite. |
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