How time flies, Saturday the 30th it will be 12 months to the day that my family and I discovered that my father had a stroke. So Ill be going out to Bribe next Saturday to spend a little time at his plot. I miss him so much, he may have been set in his ways and may have cut his nose off to spite his face at times but I know that he loved us all regardless of his grudges and grumpiness. These last 12 months I have felt a little guilty as I was only at Redcliffe and Deception Bay on the Thursday night, close enough to do something if I had known, but I suppose the guilt will pass with time.
Posted on: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 08:34:29 +0000
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