Today I am trying to sell my father’s art on signs. He has cancer and saved his best for last. I help him all the time. I go to the farm for him and buy him fresh eggs. Who else likes porkroll it’s my favorite food.
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I’m sorry to hear about your father. He must be so proud to have you looking out for him. And when it’s my time, there’s nothing I’d want more, than the love of my adult children, there by my bedside.
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