One More Conversation, Please
It had been a cool spring, a strong breeze was gently caressing our skin where the Florida sun had warmed us. Mom and I had settled on the back porch, her with her scotch and
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Until We Meet Again
It was 23 years ago this past week that my mother died. She had battled breast cancer for 10 years and spent much of that time beating it into submission, living a good life, but
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