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Loved and m issed by Florine, Wayne, Jack, Bobby, Connie, Becky and the rest of family. The last words I heard that you said, “I’m going to bed.” They still echo in my head. The most ominous thing, Was when my phone rang, It was mama saying you were dead. “Wayne, get up here now your Daddy’s gone,” These words hit me like stone... But when we arrived and saw the EMTs, My heart stopped...Oh, God please... Thoughts rushing back to a few hours before, I never guessed I wouldn’t see you alive anymore. They tried to constrain what I was to see, But I wouldn’t let them, I broke free, This was my Dad and maybe they were wrong, I knew he wasn’t well, but he was strong. He’d survived many set r
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