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June 19, 2006
The day was perfect. The ocean was extraordinary. The sun was slow in coming, but out it came. The breeze was cool to the skin. Little Jon and his father were splashing into the ocean without a care in the world. Why can't every day be like this one? Is it possible to capture the feeling in your heart and hold it there forever? Change happens. We cannot control it. All we can do is remember the good times and keep them close to our soul. My sweet love, I hope we have many more happy memories with your son.