1983 - Wrong Number
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*Finally... the kind of story eveyone likes... a short one... in fact, from
what I heard... a tiny, little one...*
*1983 – Wrong Number*
*“*Larry? I’ve g...
16 years ago
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When I was a little kid, Joann was my favorite aunt. And we always used to talk about the funny stuff on TV even into my adulthood. 80 years. sheesh. We all wonder as kids what we will grow up to be like, how long we will live, etc. When you get to be a certain age group like us, we become our parents and look back on the decades, events and parents that molded and shaped us. And wonder where it all went and why it has to change. I think that is why we would like to believe there is a heaven where we can go to be together again. Joann and the rest have got to be waiting for us, they have just got to be.
Just saw this. Yes,happy birthday to aunt Joann. She is certainly missed and loved. 80. Hard to put into perspective sometimes. When I visited in 1981 then she was my current age now. I don't have much else to say here except that life is just too short.
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