Thoughts of Ann
Tonight I will share a beer with Ann on my back deck and
tell her about all that has gone on in the past year, although I'm sure
she knows. We used to do this every Christmas, but now September 11th
has become my day for a heart-to-heart, up all night, forget about everything
else in the world talks. I still think of Ann a lot. It is sometimes the
profile of someone I pass on the street, a song on the radio, a moment
I would relish sharing with her, or a flag hanging in front of a house.
Today as I drove down 25th St in Fargo I had decided I would try to get
through this day without tears. About a block later, in front of a large
church, was an entire boulevard covered with flags. Maybe next year will
be that year.
Well, I better go because I'm late for my visit with Ann....but
wait, that should make me right on time.
Gary and Janette, as always, you are in my thoughts and
my prayers. Always know that there is someone else thinking about Ann
somewhere each day and there always will be.