Re: Heavy heart
Brent,
I am so sorry for the loss of your wife. Too young to go. There are a bunch of clichés I could use but nothing will take the pain away. If there is anything I can do to help, please let me know.
Neil Kaminar
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A is for apple, green as the sky.
Step on the gas, for tomorrow I die.
Forget the brakes, they really don't work.
The clutch always sticks, and starts with a jerk.
My car grows red hair, and flies through the air.
Driving's a blast, a blast from the past.
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