It is 1978 - My Dad and I visit the home place one last time. Soon the coal company will dig everything up. - They paid us well for the property. Still, it hurts to see the place die. - My Dad is standing where the house had been. Where our LIVES had been. - We didn't talk much. We just paid our respects and the we left.
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Joanie Holliday 14 Mar 2023
NICE SHOT. SAD FOR SURE. KNOW THE FEELING. SO HARD TO EVER LET GO OF WONDERFUL MEMORIES.