mymotherleftmetheweddingringshegavemyfather,afewmovingstories,andthesureknowledgethatshewaslovingmeforhimtoo.
myfatherleftmewiththefeelingthatihadtolivefortwopeople,andthatifididitwellenough,somehowicouldmakeupforthelifeheshouldhavehad.andhismemoryinfusedme,atayoungeragethanmost,withaseeofmyownmortality.theknowledgethati,too,coulddieyoungdrovemebothtotrytodrainthemostoutofeverymomentoflifeandtogetonwiththenextbigchallenge.evenwheniwa''tsurewhereiwasgoing,iwasalwaysinahurry.
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