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This Father's Day Tears
The community knew him as a man of God, a faithful husband to his cherished wife. His sons think of him as the dad they adored. This Father's Day they honored his life. They gave him gifts all through the years, and sent him hoilday cards, too. He never doubted their love for him; they never questioned the honor due. This Father's Day brought tears to their eyes and fond memories of days long past. Their father lives in Heaven now, free of all suffering, at last. The boys still miss their father; and care for the mother he loved. They remember him with affection And long to be with him above. Pat Nelson May 25, 2008 Revised June 22, 2011
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