You'll have to forgive me for baring my soul a bit today. Sister Judy found a copy of our dad's Death Certificate on line and forwarded a copy to Roger and to me.
It showed that I had signed the certificate, at the age of 14, but I have no recollection of that event. I assume that Mom, who was five months pregnant with Judy, was too stricken to sign, or else whoever brought it decided not to burden her with that task.
Nevertheless, I spent this morning and afternoon, by the pool, reflecting on memories. A somewhat somber time.
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But tonight we headed over to see our Ontario friends, Gail and Herb, for dinner and cards. A really nice night.
Stay well my friends.
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