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I think of Byron every day as I fix my hair. Each time it brings a smile to my face as well as a tear and I remember all the stories about family, animals, his garden, how the hummingbirds were fewer this year but the hydrangea was blooming again. We compared notes on a lot of things and talked about our travel (how he loved Mexico!, our frustrations at home and work, our grief over losing loved ones, both human and the furrier kind. There are many memories over the years, since I saw him...
Cindy Fritz
August 27, 2010 | St. Louis, MO