Dad,
The last time I visited you, you handed me this single piece of paper. A notarized copy of a page from your great grandparent's family bible.
The last time I visited you, you handed me this single piece of paper. A notarized copy of a page from your great grandparent's family bible.
Weeks later, on February 29, 2000, you leaped out of this life.
During my week of bereavement, I picked
up that special piece of paper and I leaped into genealogy.
Dad, we both leaped.
I miss you.
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| Cape Cod |
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