Dwight came for a visit! He walked into my kitchen with that big smile he used to have, his eyes twinkling. He was practically shimmering.
Thanks for your visit, buddy. I sure do miss you- but, I know you are watching over me.
This month. August of 2026. This whole summer, actually. A lot of slipping though the fingers, this summer. Working hard. Work, gigs. Ann B...
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