My Great Aunt's Garden

 

September 9, 2017



To the Editor,

After talking to several people about my age, I figured out we all have one thing in common. After turning sixty there seems to be more friends, relatives, and aquaintances dead than alive. I don’t know why, but my better half and I like walking around in grave yards occasionally. A goof friend passed on an almost unbelievable twenty one years ago. His wife told me where he was to be interred. She passed a couple of years after he did and they both were buried ater the frost went out of the ground. I could have asked the local mortuary where their remains were, but I fig...



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