No no no! I doez nots feel likes writin’ da bloggie dadee. I yam still too sad.
Violet Jane King February 15, 1924 - November 23, 2009
Mebbe she iz becomez da bark of dis red tree by da lake,
Da momee walked wit da spirit & tooks deze pics da week after her momee passed.
(She felts like a shadow in a world where no one could see her.)
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& I felts soree fur da whole bean family.
I wishez I couldz see my Auntie Mignon, my nephew Jeremy Jospeh, my nephew Nathaniel Byron & we couldz all gather togedder.
I promisez not to cry.