Shared by Maria
Memory dated 1999
There was always room for one more
Dad insisted on cutting the cake himself. Every slice was enormous, and he somehow always found someone who needed a second helping.
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Those Sunday phone calls
He called every Sunday. Even when he had absolutely nothing to report. He would ask about the garden, tell me what he had made for lunch, and wait until I remembered the thing I really wanted to tell him. I miss those calls.
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