I remember taking this picture while on my way to pick-up my father�s car from the mechanic a couple of years ago. I was driving his car, because mine had died. Of course his car died too, because it was a wreck. But, at least it got me to point B... barely. It�s been nearly two years since he passed away. I haven�t missed him in that time, which sounds horrible for me to say. I could say more, but what�s the use. Actually, I�m not even sure why I went on this rant.
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