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So that's my story, sonny. A piece of it at least.
I been privileged in my life, I know that. I had a good woman who stood by my side. I earned a decent wage at a job I loved. And I had friends. The best of friends.
Why they cared about an ol' codger like me is somethin' you'll have to ask 'em yourself… all's I know is, they did. Every Monday we would sit together – the way people did before bloggers and the intraweb – and we'd talk about life.
About love.
About the important things.
It was the grandest of times.
And I'll go to my grave knowin', I had the best of it…"
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The End.