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William (Bill) West has departed for the Great Fishing Lake.
May the air be sparking, may the wind sigh lovingly through the pines and spruces, may the big trout be biting, and may there be a golf course close by.
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Roseanne said:
Jen,
Having lost my mother earlier this year to colon cancer, your photo journal of the last few days brought me right back to the first few days in March... We had her at our home under hospice care. Your photos told a very wonderful and gentle story of the reality and eventuality of death. Thank you for sharing. May peace be with you and your family.