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http://cinziamazzamakeup.com/?x=hay-cialis-generico-en-farmacias Are you the Grandad I never met? The one who didn’t get to meet his three sons nor see them grow to manhood? The one who was unable to be with his wife when his baby daughter died?
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source site How awful was it for you in those trenches? I don’t know much about them, except that you were standing shoulder to shoulder with your mates, ripe for the killing. That they were wet and full of rats. That the clothes you wore were really not fit for purpose, and it must have been horrible. I bet you must have felt so lonely and that makes me feel really sad for you. I bet you missed having your fry up for breakfast in the comfort of your own home, and your roast beef and Yorkshire pud on a Sunday. Gran was a fine cook, so you’d have been well catered for.
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go here I’m sorry I didn’t get to meet you Tommy, but I’m grateful for what you did. If not for you, I might not be here now, sitting up in bed, typing on my laptop.
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©Susan Shirley 2014