Rest in Peace, Dad

Sunset last Saturday on Dad's Ranch

[This is one of the posts telling a story from the life of my Dad. 

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As you roll across the trestle

spanning Jordan's swelling tide,

you'll behold the union depot

into which your train will glide.

There you'll meet the Superintendent: God the Father, God the Son,

with a hearty, joyous plaudit: "Weary pilgrim, welcome home!"

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