Bop's Birthday
I can't help but dwell on 22 Nov 2009. Remember Bop's look of delight when we gave her the cruise to Alaska? She got cruise clothes and all kinds of nifty things. The party was at the farm house. I had all the confidence in the world that she would be the sib to see 100. How things change, bringing our assumptions to dust. I miss her so much--I thought my daily phone calls were for her--but it seems they were as much if not more important to me. I'm so grateful that Bop visited the ranch that summer. We sure had fun digging cactus and driving the little John Deer. We all managed to outlive Bopcha--something I know every parent desires.
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