Today is Father’s Day, so I thought I would share a little story about my father. He passed away in August of 1999, never to see the new century. My father loved birds and fed them for years in his backyard. The birds knew and trusted him and sometimes would cover his arms and shoulders as he tossed their seed. He also collected porcelain birds and had…
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