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This old church -
somewhere in Saskatchewan
by the side of the road
in a farmer's field.
Memory is a hollow victory.
somewhere in Saskatchewan
by the side of the road
in a farmer's field.
Memory is a hollow victory.
On this, the thirty-fifth anniversary of my father's death, I remember.
His kind, intelligent soulfulness and unconditional love for family are greatly missed.