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Halloween

After reading several articles saying I wasn't a true Christian if I took my kids trick or treating I was more determined to go.  Yea I  am like that.  After spending the past two days at my parents house I felt my kids needed me more then my parents.  So after some last minute shopping on my way home I dressed up the kids took some pictures and Lee and I headed out.  About three houses in we met up with lees cousin and his two kids.  We went around the neighborhood and then Curt took the four kids to his neighborhood and Lee walked me and the baby home.  Then Lee joined them.

At 945 a call comes in saying dad was slipping quickly.  My thought was I would finish watching a show with Lee and then head over to my parents.  I fell asleep watching the show and at 1145 the phone rings to say dad died at 1145.Victoria was very insistent nobody can die on holidays.  The kids still don't know I will tell them in the morning.  They knew grandpa was probably not going to make it through the night.   So many maybes  but I did what I did and I can't change anything.

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