The Infertile Farmer
She looked right through me. Her blank stare bore into my heart. My Grandma laid in the hospital bed, confused and solemn.
Room 248 was small, clean, and drab. 424 more words
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6 months, 1 week ago
I learned a few things during the hours in my father’s hospital room. Below are a few thoughts, developed a little since then.
6 months, 2 weeks ago
NEW YORK — The man accused of carrying out a deadly terror attack near the West Side Highway in lower Manhattan Tuesday planned to continue the mayhem… 630 more words
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