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My Day Off – “Being Remembered”

Since the passing of my son Roy, the idea of being remembered was at the forefront of countless comments, conversations, and thoughts about him. Roy was named after his uncle, who, like Roy, died as a young adult. For the sake of confusion, I will refer to him as big...

My Day Off – Saying good by​e to farm friends

Twelve years ago, a year after saying good bye to our former dog, Bernice (our matriarch Llama) would communicate with Nancy (our animal communicator) about the fact that a dog will be coming to me. It would be the male runt of the litter. A week later, I received a...