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My Mother, Sister, Brother and I
check into a hotel room. When we
enter the room my Dad who had
passed away almost five years
ago is sitting on the bed. He has
a wide smile on his face.
We ask, "Daddy why are you here?"
He says, "I wanted to see my family."
We are overcome with emotion and hug
him. We are all talking at once. Dad
interrupts us, "OK, ok let me say...
Wednesday 10th December 2014 9:03 pm
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