On Saturday I got the opportunity to head down to Mankato to spend the day with Mom in her hospital room. I also went out to see one of my favorite childhood author’s grave along with some of the characters of her book, one being named Clarence, who was the character Tony. I realized he died as a 27 year old, so young.
Cousin Erika and I also met for dinner and caught up on our lives.
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