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12/10/2003: "Visit"

It is the beginning of the future, it is the end of the past. Careful steps across the snowy ground, a little something for the grave. Cane. Back across. Careful. Shoes a bit wet. Into the car, start the engine. Back out of the parking space, turn right. There are the boys. Stop, lower windows. I'm fine. I miss her. They're fine boys. Seventy-nine. He died last year. Don't much care for Christmas anymore, since she's gone. It's not the same. Going away on a boat. Flew down to see oldest daughter in North Carolina at Thanksgiving, had a great time talking with the stewardess. The whole family on a cruise for Christmas. My friend died last year, his wife in California. Watch out for the rain tomorrow. Good to see you.