Today my late father would have been ninety-five years old, and I know he and my mother would be proud of their offspring and their offspring and their offspring, até que todas as gerações vindouras (and all the generations to come.)
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A compendium of images - most original, some not - words, and links, sometimes musical, gathered for the exclusive enjoyment of friends and relatives, some old, and some new.
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