Night, night Barb

I always get a bit melancholy when someone I know passes on, no matter what the circumstances. It’s part of the circle of life, I know, but it serves to make the ticking of that eternal clock just a little louder. So it’s been very sad to have returned tonight from a weekend away and received news that Barb Dickson died yesterday morning in Folsom, California. She was Anna’s foster Mom when an exchange student back in the 70s and, although I only met her a couple of times, I’d grown fond of her. I’m glad that we spent time with her and Irv in California last summer and I’ll miss her.

Travel well, Barb.


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