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I borrowed this from a new bloggy friend, Patti at Midnight Musings. It moved me, it impacted me, its deep. I had to pass it along.......
The Hands of My Father
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My father’s hands were always dirty. As an auto mechanic, the grease and
grime of a thousand days never quite seemed to be erased. It was under his
nails...
3 days ago
1 comment:
I've seen this before, love it!
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