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best friend, and that he should get some rest and try to clear his mind and enjoy himself, as his best friend would have wanted him to. But my dad was not that kind of person. He couldn't just forget about the loss of his best friend and suddenly start having fun. Despite the endless interesting and historic attractions that could be seen everywhere, my dad spent the rest of his time in Greece being terribly unhappy.
My dad told me he used to walk along the beach and look up at the sky. He would say ...
"Johnny loves Ginger."
And he told me he would imagine hearing Ginger barking in reply. "Ginger loves Johnny."