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Billy:
The only way that I could attend would be if I was intending to never come back to NC again. I could never do that, no matter how much I love FLJ's memory. And I certainly do.
But as much as he loved the grand vistas of Arizona and the pure freedom of riding out on the mesa as the eastern sun illuminated the western buttes in the crisp air of the early morning, so do I love those wonderful and colorful sunsets I get by merely walking out onto my front lawn.
That is one of the reasons why I am rebuilding on my original property. Bless Navy Federal Credit Union for all of their help in making that happen.
I would dearly love to be there, Bill. Just cannot do it now. Or then. Spill some of a bottle of cognac over the soil of his death. There is a strong sybollic connection between wine and blood. . .reference the Eucharist (sp?).
BTW, thanks for the replacement copy of SR. It was not by fire that the first died. Someties it is waer that destroys
Love ya, dude.
Shooter sends
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