Last night I was going through some papers (looking for an old letter from an old friend, but that's a story for another post. Maybe). As I was looking through my files, I found this: I have been thinking about my sister Susan recently. I can remember the last few days of her life so clearly, it is almost like yesterday, yet it was six years ago. First, though, I want to remember her life. Sue was three years younger than me, a true California girl (I'm just an imported one). She was adopted, just as I was, as was"> Last night I was going through some papers (looking for an old letter from an old friend, but that's a story for another post. Maybe). As I was looking through my files, I found this: I have been thinking about my sister Susan recently. I can remember the last few days of her life so clearly, it is almost like yesterday, yet it was six years ago. First, though, I want to remember her life. Sue was three years younger than me, a true California girl (I'm just an imported one). She was adopted, just as I was, as was"> He Only Takes the Best

He Only Takes the Best

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