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What We Have Here Folks

Another year has past. I shared last year about my brother in law Walter Joe. It's been 4 years now. The old saying "Time heals all wounds" is somewhat true. It doesn't hurt as bad. I still miss him. I still look for him. I still stop in my tracks when I see a man on a motorcycle with his pony tail whipping in the wind. It's the "could have beens" that hurt the most now. What could have been? What would have happened? What would things be like now? Olivia still asks questions and we still talk about him and look at pictures. The Dudes are getting older. The older they get the more I realize they are so much like him. They have his kind and fearless spirit. Carter has a mischievous twinkle in his eye and I can see his Uncle when he smiles at me with that ornery grin. When they are older we will talk about him and look at pictures with them. We all still miss him terribly. But, life goes on. We keep his memory alive and the world keeps turning. I'm still waiting to hear him say "What we have here folks...." one more time.


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