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You’d be back in time for supper

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You’d be back in time for supper

To my daddy

I will never forget that morning, when you walked out the door, saying you’d be back in time for supper…

Then the phone call that your plane had crashed… and seeing you with 3rd degree burns on 90% of your body. You died 3 days later.

Years later, and now I’m grown. You have a wonderful son-in-law and granddaughter now. How I miss you all these years.