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April 14, 1932 - December 28, 2020
Mag, I do not know how to say goodbye, or maybe I'm not supposed to. You are that warm feeling in my heart. It did not matter if you were home or with your horses at the races, you were always there, in my heart.
I sprinkled your ashes with your phantom horses above the pond.
The sun comes up, and the sun goes down, the wind and the rain, the birds and the bees are there too. Nature is beautiful, you always said, I know you loved the mornings best and could not wait to see the sun.
I do not have a hole in my heart, and I do not weep for you. You are always in my heart, Love Helen