Flowers for John


Today, Jessica and I decided to take the cut flowers from the memorial out to the track-hoe where John died.

Here’s a shot of how close he was to roads and buildings. Sometimes we wonder why he wasn’t found earlier . . . but then, it really doesn’t matter. Nothing would change. He would still be dead.

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