Reflection... Something as simple as changing a chisel plow tooth caused me to reflect tonight. I recall last year when this time came my Dad got very somber and reflective. He told me when these teeth were changed last, he had taught Ross how to do it. He said Ross was cheerful , willing and caught on real quickly. This didn't surprise me, I always knew him that way. Now this year I find myself as the generation in-between and smile in reflection. I don't wallow in sadness or self pity, I'm just thankful to remember the best.
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