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This is dedicated to our life with Emma and her newly diagnosed type 1 diabetes. Information, ranting, and updates is what you will find in here.
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5 comments:
I read about this at Jenn's blog. So sorry for the loss of your childhood friend.
Thanks Penny. He was old and probably tired. He would walk for hours on end. Just like Forest Gump. (no disrespect intended).
What Jenn didnt mention, that often when chasing her on her bike makaing sure she wouldnt fall he would get tripped up, fall, tumble, and spring back up and continue running after her.
We have so many stories about him and the old hood.
Chris.. i totally forgot he would fall and get up and chase me again!!
Ohhhhh Joe Joe!!!!
He sounds like a character from a movie, or even a book.
Please post some stories.
Dood! You gotta come out of hiding here ... how's Emma doing? How's Denise? How's the new job?
So many questions ....
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