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My dad lived with dear husband and me for ten years before a devastating illness created the need for admission to a nursing home for the last three years of his life.  I'm sitting here today reminiscing about all we meant to each other.  We miss him and cherish the decision we made to bring him into our home where he was loved and cherished and well cared for.  Dad was a "tinkerer" and we still have items he made while living with us.  Thanks, Dad, for watching over us.  Heart  "Love lives on."      

"Faith, Hope, Love; the greatest of these is Love." ~The Silver Fox~