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tags: family, sign, wrinklefest
Every visit to my parents’ home brings new suprises
Each suprise like a crumb on a trail leading into a the blackest forest.
My parents are gently walking into thier story of old age, fumbling into darkness and deafness. Holding each others hands, quibbling like children, I watch them waddle away.

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June 10th, 2010
My Dad has a sign on the loo door that reads: Please adjust your robes before leaving the chamber.
They are a worry.
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