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😁.... I’m glad

Congrats, Puppi!

Hi... moreso because it’s the first weekend in a while that’s all mine. Both days. I’m beside myself.. lol

Hi all. Weekend!!!

Nighty nite, peeps.. Sweet dreams.

Never debate.. just do.. See, tim knows.. hi all.. I saw wine and lost my train of thought. Its snowing here too, it was supposed to be a coating, but we got about 2 inches and counting. Good thing the rain tonight and tomorrow will wash it away.. But it was hell driving home in it.

I like this. Rise like the sun, and burn. Sounds like a great mantra. Lol.

November geese honking directions, and drab gray clouds caressing hills. I love, love all of these Parker. Beautiful, melodic, and just so visual. Thank you..

Good morning, everyone!!! Have a good one.

Ta, me too.

Good morning all... Wanted to say hello before I left. Been fighting a headache that just does not want to stay gone. Hope you’re all doing well.. Have a good day..

Goodnight DICsters everywhere.... xo

I’m reading through, but I really was moved by Eric and Andy this chapter..

Gary... Yay to mom, for having the courage to take you away from that torment.

Hope it’s not too late to offer hugs...

I can’t really blame Noël. He’s had to have a life while D was being, well, a D.. Bit now that he knows what’s up, I can’t imagine that it’s not going to affect this thing with Kris. Thing is D is going to have to put in the work if there’s a chance of Noël even giving him an opening. But Adi, I’ll just remind you how uncomfortable it will be to write while hiding under a desk..😗

Great review, Puppi... This story really is a Christmas treat! Go enjoy!

🙄...whatev... But I do think it’s cute that you think 2 weeks of 50f/10c weather, constitutes as winter. 😏

Good morning, everyone. May today be the start of an amazing week.. I was finally forced to turn the heat on this morning. Stay warm...

Popping in to say goodnight.. see you around tomorrow..

Thanks Reader...xo I didn’t realise you couldn’t see his name on the plaque. Derrick McGlashen Friend of the neighborhood..

Wonderful, Gary.., May we never forget..

Oh, this was most wonderful.. I enjoyed it, thank you.

In a time when the country and its citizens seem to be at odds with each other, it is always heartwarming to come across a story which makes you never want to stop believing in humankind. I do not live in Brooklyn NY, but I’m there often enough that I feel like part of the landscape. There is a supermarket a few shops away from a favourite lunch/brunch spot. Outside, used to sit two homeless men ringing their cups for spare change. When my niece was in utero, one said to her mom as she gave him a dollar, “I hope you’re reading to the little one. It’s never to early to start.” She is weeks from 3 now, with a 6month old baby sister. He was right of course, and I was amused until I found out that he encouraged everyone to read a book. The kids didn’t know much about him, but here is the little I was told. He had been a fixture in front of the supermarket, for as long as they could remember. The Church across the street sheltered him and his friend. You didn’t have to give him money. A meal, a bottle of juice, fruit, water, clothing; anything was accepted and he always thanked you politely and profusely, and always, always reminded you to read a book. He was taken care of and had gained the affection of many. As often as I visited Brooklyn, I became accustomed to his presence like a true local. Yesterday, he wasn’t there, but his friend was. I jokingly asked for him, and was told he had passed on. I didn’t expect to feel so sad at the news, but then, a bright spot. The community had erected this plaque in his honour. Found out that many in the community chipped in to give him a good send off. They felt like they had lost a friend, because they knew him. I imagine they knew his story. I only know that his friend is Wendell, and that they had been best friends. It is enough to know they had people who looked out for them. Who cared enough to leave a reminder of him, for all of us, to perhaps smile in his memory. And on a cold and blustery New York day, that warmed me up like nothing else.

As always, tim an excellent and touching. remembrance. For them and those who serve now, may we never forget their courage and sacrifice for country and people.