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--- **the pleasure of the wealthy advance of poor forestalls and the "good taste" of the jaded is no taste at all.** SoulSurvivor (C) 2/17/2016
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
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--- **the pleasure of the wealthy advance of poor forestalls and the "good taste" of the jaded is no taste at all.** SoulSurvivor (C) 2/17/2016
My father has been placed in the hospital He may not be coming home It's a blow to us all that he may need in-home care. But it may be for the best. He's not in the best environment here, as this house was built in 1907 and unadapted for power chairs. He has crippling arthritis and needs such. He's not going to be happy as he won't have a garden to putter in anymore. I love him and only want the best for him. He taught me to be appreciative of true beauty and nature.  I'll miss him lots! -
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Feb 17, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
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