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Passed Away

Ironic… a writer who is at a lost for words.

Honestly, I have tried to write this post a couple times now, but every time it does not seem quite right. Either it’s too cheesy or just does not have the right feel. In the end, I think the best way to honor someone’s life is to reveal your favorite memory with them. Mine is not a specific one, per se, rather a general set of events. You see at one time I was taking guitar lessons at the same time my brother was taking drum lessons. The place was not where we lived, but in the city of Manchester. This was the one day I saw my dad on a regular basis due to a variety of factors. Anyways, after the music had ended we always headed to the same diner, the Red Arrow Diner. There we would just sit and talk about our week while eating some great food. Those are my favorite memories; the simplicity of enjoying one’s company and talking about everything but nothing all at once. I remember the laughs that would make people look at us funny until they would join in the chuckle. Pretty sure we knew the whole staff at that place at one point. Dad always seemed to bring out the fun in everyone.

See you later Dad, I know I will meet you again some day at a counter for another round of laughter and food. I love you very much.

For those of you who read this I want you to take one thing away from this.. Spend time with the ones you love. One never knows when life will end. Don’t keep saying I will visit them later or when you have time, because sometimes that ends up being never. Time will pass on whether you are ready for it to do so or not. Thank you for reading.

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