My father and my friend, soft and contrary as a Sydney autumn.
Friday, January 27, 2012
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3 comments:
Condolences, Justin. A sad time.
Thanks Ben. Now his suffering has ended the sense of loss is really starting to build. I will try to focus on the full rich life he lived.
I'm sorry to hear such news, Justin, hope the good memories come quickly and easily
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