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I Love You, Dad, and I Will Always Love You
I held my dad's y in the form of gritty gray ash, in my hand and said, dad, i love you. I hope you're in some soft, sunny, comfortable place,. maybe wil a a nice, soft breeze and something good to eat, or a nice drink, and having a good time. Here i stood behind home plate and let him drift from my hand on to the ground. His ashes lay in wisps in the gravel. And a sat yo.