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The last time I was in the presents of my friend
Kris, his son John had just started kicking in his
mother's womb. My Joyselyn and I visited their
home in Greeley, Colorado. We, Kris and I, always
stayed in touch for those long years apart; after
all, we are brothers. I will miss our long phone
calls as he made his way home from a week of
work. Two days before his leaving us, he
suggested a planned visit with me here in
Rosebud. Scheduled for the month of November.
That visit will forever be a miss.
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