Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
Then my mother had several strokes and my father, who was 85, couldn't handle it, so Donna came back and we went through the same thing here. She lives in Mill Valley; her group is organizing this event.
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