Thanks for the cigarettes and beer mom. I read your poem at your funeral a few years ago. 73 is a little young to travel to heaven. Are you bored? I think I would be. Maybe we could install an elevator or lift so you can visit home anytime you want to eat a cheeseburger. Health goes to pharmacuetical companies I'm aware. Expensive and draining. At least health records are private. I had a basic cross engraved into your headstone. I'm glad someone believes in that 2000 year old hippie. I suppose Lutheranism is the Nordic Mob Are we included since our language isn't indoeuropean? Anyway, the winter here in Minnesota is still cold. It's been awhile since I've taken a Sauna. The last one didn't get hot enough to harm amateurs. I have a cookbook if I ever need ancestry.
They named a Hurricane after you. I tried to placate you with a song but the statistics and meteorology were bad. Nature spirit. Not much you can do except build with masonry.
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