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My Friend Roy

When you and I were children, many wonderful stories were read and told to us, and there were times when wanting to hear them again, we'd say something like this: "Mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, could you please tell me that story again? You know, the one about the stray shaggy dog." Well, I have a friend who's now a missionary in Mexico. He once told me a story about his father that enriched my life. My friend's father, after the death of his wife, (my friend's mother), revealed to him his distaste for a certain food. Out of love and respect, his father had never expressed the matter to his mother or the family. To me, it's a story of love, respect, and sacrifice. I tell you, it's a manly story. I would love to hear my friend tell that story to me again. 04172019cjPoSoup

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Date: 4/17/2019 3:22:00 PM
Some stories have such an impact. Great one Curtis :)
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Curtis Johnson
Date: 8/30/2022 11:09:00 PM
Hello Heidi. For some reason, some tech problem disallowed me to reply 3 years ago. Tonight, I thought about my friend Roy and went to this piece. I then saw your comment. Sorry it took so long to reply. Thanks for your comment. Blessings.

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