Can you hear me?

As I hold your hand I thought about how many times I studied them, the shape, your fingers, your rings, the softness. I think about the mornings over a cup of coffee and a cigarette and watching how you held your cards while we played our thousandth game of gin rummy. I think about seeing […]

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Be well Papa……

In my life I was truly blessed with a dad who was wonderful.  His dying left a hole in my heart that will never heal and I look forward with great anticipation to the day that we are reunited.  That promise is a promise that I cling to with my entire being.  My dad grew […]

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