So hard to believe. The year is up. Tomorrow. I find myself moved to tears lately. Especially when gathering up and putting out to display the Fathers Day cards, the Fathers Day plaques and other knick knacks at the shop.
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June 27, 2008 at 7:22 pm
MM
Just so you know your blog has helped me quit smoking for the last month. Thank you so much for sharing your story. I came here because my Dad has cancer so I searched google for “my dad has cancer” and your site is number one (well your blogger site is and apparently you have relocated)
June 28, 2008 at 5:02 am
poniday
Good to know you’ve given up the fags. Still, doesn’t it suck that which makes us happy is often so fucking bad for us.