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Burkette

Papaw was born in 1910 on the first of May. He died a quarter of a century ago today. After living a long life, he died at the age of 87. Almost ten years ago, Mom joined him in Heaven. He had six kids but the youngest didn't survive. He was my grandfather while he was alive. On February the 7th of 1998, it was Papaw's time to die. He was my grandpa and it was sad when I said goodbye. [Dedicated to Burkette Greene (1910-1998) who died 25 years ago today on February 7, 1998]

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