Do Not Die Before I Stop Talking!

My 47-year-old father’s death crushed me harder than anything I saw while I was in Vietnam.

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Cemeteries are the landlords of our lifeless bodies. Inside each casket, you will find a lifetime of memories, if only the residents could…

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