

(3)Who would've thought that this would be so meaningful to us as we start to lose a whole strand of people in our family, after him. Especially near the end of this passage.


This was a long running joke that did in fact come true. Mom had always liked leather, but Dad couldn't stand his skin sitting up against it. So while he was around, he made it so we never owned any leather. So he wrote in his journal, basically giving mom "the green light" to go ahead and get her leather furniture. ...... and she did. :)

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