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Monday, October 04, 2004

My dad's marker is now installed at his grave. They have the wrong birthdate...well, just the month. But besides that, it was so bittersweet to see it because it's now so very real. I just sat there and wept and I kept touching his name because I needed to sense the reality of that marker and his death.

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