Mowing for Johnny
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I go to the home of my late stepfather and mow his grass because he liked to keep it tidy and we want to honor him.
Then Mom and I will have a bite, perhaps visit Fort Jackson National Cemetery where he is interred and partipate in that recognition he so richly deserves for all he was to us.
We usually engage a few tasks on the computer and fiddle with various things around the homestead in preparation for Mom taking her leave for smaller quarters elsewhere.
We still miss Johnny a lot with all he had to offer and though it makes us sad to realize he is gone while we remain — we do these things in memory of him.