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Comment by nance on February 6, 2009 at 12:12pm

This path takes me back to 1991, where I once belonged. The were roses near the gate that were as big as melons and smelled like fruitloops. I had to go, to get out as they say; when I came back to say goodbye, Theo was there, a huge doberman, with big sad eyes, that was when Tom took his own life. But Theo didn't wait long to go prancing trough the field and streams with the master of his dreams. Thanks to you Erin, they are both here now. Love.