Found old typewriter! / I hear Father’s voice through it / though it was not his.
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Every now and then, something will remind me of my dad.
Yep, I still think of calling him in the evening, sometimes, three years later…
A lovely memory to have.
Hi Sue – yes, thanks…a precious one.
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