Gayle Marie 1943 – 1962 **************** Fifty-eight years ago tonight…., the last time I held her in my arms. She was in a hospital bed, dying. “I’ll always be with you. I’ll always love you, darlin’ ” were her last words to me as her eyes closed and, with a sigh, she passed into a… Read More ~~~ 58 ~~~
********************************* ********************* Days are short now and the sun scarcely makes an appearance as steely gray skies are becoming more the norm. The Snow Queen has left her frozen throne and brings her winter curse upon the land. The drums of autumn are muffled by the blowing and drifting of snow The hapless trees… Read More ~~ She Comes ~~
Céad Míle Fáilte 
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