Wednesday, July 11, 2012


About 70 years ago Harold Kleinpaste married my father's young sister, Kathleen. She died five years ago. This afternoon we are burying Harold. After a long struggle with dementia, he is finally free. 

It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.

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