Here's to the ones who have put up with me and here's to the ones with better sense. All my memories plant joy even though most of them are tinged with loss. I find a smile on my face most of the time when I check. I don't check often. I always thought those old men with one inch patches of whiskers here and there were funny.
Now I'm one of them.
It's not funny.
You know what they say about the alternative.
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